The Mind is a sacred and holy place;
worship is its principle role;
unimpeded, by either time or space.
it’s the sanctuary of the soul.
The mind is, by no means a church;
it’s a deeply rooted connection above.
The Master directs our mind to search;
for truth, and deeper meaning of love.
The mind is the root of Consciousness;
always surveying evil and good;
for its shortcomings; it offers redress;
attempting, the best, it could.
The mind travels to anyplace; its choice;
managing the body, a temporary role;
thoughts created, become the mind’s voice;
the mind is the seed of the soul.
Many think the mind is merely a brain;
a director of a form of propriety;
but, knowledge within it, is more arcane;
and, life is far more than society.
Life exists only within Consciousness;
where we live as the Master’s sheep;
and tho we may feel some restlessness;
the thoughts of our soul never sleep.
The mind is our personal disciplinarian;
teaching us wrong from right;
often becoming a vociferous contrarian;
guiding us home to the light.
Tho our sins be scarlet; and past, checkered;
we identify with the spotless lamb;
depending upon the Lord, our shepherd;
our mind is a child of the great I Am.