Have you ever sat in the silence of your own mind, mute from speaking your own truth?
Realizing the doors have been locked and the keys were never intended for you to hold.
So idol chatter slowly echoes, as the crashing of ego crumbles.
Sitting in the darkness, where you were once restless and anxious you now find greater space.
You no longer questing outward towards a momentary bandaid to relieve your anguished pain,
As you journey into exponential probabilities of word play...you breath as you surrender to having no keys...
Only to recognize you were standing on the otherside of where true riches lay.
In a void of distraction you let speak the god within, creative mosaics colored by a trust to press on dispite even understaning.
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