When we absent ourselves from presence in this life
When we dwell more on pictures in our minds
It neither matters if they feed our wish for strife
Or whether they fill needs of better kinds.
We know that wish fulfilment comes in dreams
And also in our fantasies by day
And anxious worry fills our mind with schemes
Guilt and shame impede us from our play.
Creative thought requires the loss of self,
And needs our emptiness to plant its gifts
So throw out selfish fancies for this wealth
We’ll let ourselves be slow so mind can shift
To waste our days in suffering or false pleasure
Will lose for us this vital, priceless treasure
How my heart sings 
Plenty food for thought here…. 😉 Hugs! ❤
I was thinking that worry can fill our minds as much as daydeams of out of reach desires…we al know those can be over-indulged in for comfort but so can bad images and feelings.. not sure if I got it across but it’s a start.Thanks for always reading my offerings.:)xx
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