The Abstract Thoughts

Searches of gold the primary action

Limited time never materializes as a faction

So the adventures of thy goals carry on without distraction

Gained traction from thy momentum reaches self satisfaction

Altitudes of cool and laid back relaxin’

Middle of the night and the ethers are nigh

Simmered down surroundings now one can hear one’s reply

Shoot for stars and let thy shot ring loud

Only touch the sky it’s still up by the cloud

Imagination is the medicine which never can be bought

Life unfolds in the reflections of thy abstract thought


© 2019 Maranate


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