Thoughts

 

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Flashing steaks of light and color,

Pass through a mind at a mile a minute.

Making it hard to isolate, identify, or even ponder,

For a moment.

 

When arrested, not always where I wanted to stop,

Now dealing with the unsavory temptation, I left the city to avoid.

Like St. Anthony, the Egyptian desert of the mind,

Is not empty at all.

 

But a place full of memories, desires and consequences.

 

Inspired by Thoughts Matter by Mary Margaret Funk, and The Conferences, St. Anthony of Egypt, desert father.

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