My mind is cleared. My soul is not at rest.
An empty mind is tempted with this test:
What will you fill me up with once I’m cleared?
Will you replace the clutter with what’s feared?
Or be sparked by Prometheus’ veiled fires
and stock it with the things of heart’s desires?
Perhaps it’s time to build on solid ground
with truths and tribulations proved most sound.
Selection is a process, not a task;
it's not a time to form another mask.
Importance should be placed on choosing wise
and balanced thoughts – not fantasies or lies.
I’m standing at the door; I’m looking in.
I’m really still not sure where to begin.
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