Blurred Pointers - T ABRAHAM
(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)
Heating and beating up fast,
A dark and flameless cast,
Damp and dusky with dust,
Loosened thoughts running,
Deep breath and unrest first,
Circling blurriness surrounds,
Clarity turning to clouds around,
Rest put to test steady patience,
But the inert rest pacing peace,
For the mindful psyche in place,
Which can manage to find space,
Space of boundaries and energy,
Binding sunshine of the cheeks,
Lines drawn between red and blue,
Never to let them stick together,
Nor never to remove once they glue,
Or never to reach the clear pointers,
For not a day, but to forget forever.
