In the heat of moments,
something stirs and often misses,
and yet, even with that in mind,
there is a will that persists,
refusing to desist
from taking a reprieve.
The sound shatters
the inner cries of frustration and anguish
and, in the middle of the night,
succumbs to the craziness induced
deafening the heart and mind in a single blow.
In the silence of an induced coma
of nothing and all,
it’s hard to remember how it was long before
and where it could ever be forever more.
The will, the might that never desists,
sits idol behind and above in missing the truth.
Often, it dwindles yet never falters,
for its might is not for us to bear
or its will a feat that we could dare
to witness in all of its care.
This very short post by Dino has such a clear message that I wish everyone hears. He said: “Presence is the math that a divided mind can't grasp. The energy busket gets empty only when there is conflict between you and this moment. Then you can be tired 100% and living life ...%.” I love the way he frames different situations.
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