In sweet release a passing thought does fade,
spinning so gracefully its colored form dissipating,
and anchored are those thoughts alive,
determined to survive, and floating clear
as time acknowledges their austere resolve,
to manifest from thought to physical reality.
Some deeply set, others like mist
not quick strong enough as yet,
and hover they interplay, in vast arrays of being,
unseen by most in competing for a place,
a hope willing to attest a real display,
a living form of wishes in fruition’s play.
As only the strongest, most distinct will survive,
doubts and confusion whittle back
the intentions to abide the competition,
spinning tops in play, wars of one last standing,
handing the baton of endurance
as thoughts finally descend to physical and like a bloom, open.
A struggle of life cycles, survival of the fittest,
manifest the wishes of minds of clarity,
and in circumstances purge a life to change,
for the better rearrange in stark reality,
all a soul does want, and in front of minds nescient,
a subtle magic in conclusion.
Imagine all the minds and thoughts in play,
swirling, twirling in silent colored display,
and few can see their miraculous feats of change,
adding, subtracting, cancelling and growing
as they hone their path to own a place in reality,
thoughts we make so carelessly, so earnestly.
How attuned a mind, with intention,
to create those perfect forms that find purchase,
grow and in clarity descend to reality
in circumstances we dreamed, so clean and perfect,
and life just ensues, the new and old in manifest,
like stories written but not told, until that one moment.
Thoughts are like dreams,
as vague and indistinct as they can be,
but when clarity is clean and precise,
our will is more than the roll of dice,
in fact it we create exactly what we want,
in a world of anything is possible.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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