Creations Of The Mind
Many consider the mind like a computer;
due to it’s faculty for calculations;
among its duties; it’s a thought commuter;
when the mind takes its vacations.
The mind creates lifetimes of dreams;
some of them, when wide awake;
thoughts travel; as meandering streams;
constant; without taking a break.
The mind is an artist with impeccable taste;
with a palette of infinite choices;
memories are sounds; that can’t be erased;
a symphony of blended voices.
Life was created as the Master’s lineage;
a mind was thought’s consciousness;
rebellion and sin defiled God’s image;
creating a realm of godlessness.
In the image of God; the mind creates;
thoughts are a dream’s foundation;
things God has done; mere man replicates;
only love could dream of salvation.
The mind can travel; without any feet;
have vision, without any eyes;
the mind is where body and soul meet;
in death; the mind will arise.
The mind creates lifetimes of dreams;
some, handed down from above;
a lifetime, on earth, is not what it seems;
it’s the mind, learning to love.
Monty 3.25.26. # 3,219