The way of the mind is the only way
The soul but a concept
So narrow in the human view
In totality, existing only for the individual
Based on the prospects open to that single mind
In the recesses of the mind
This soul throbs and pulsates
Not existing independently
But rather as the intrinsic lifeblood
Of the mind
As the essence of existence
To live is to breathe
To create and wonder is to exist
To make beauty and answer all of the questions of existence
Is to truly be alive
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Writer of romantic suspense and HEAs. Wordsmith and adventurer, lover of music and nature, driven to tell stories both true and crafted. Visit me at daisyknox.com
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