Here's some lines I dropped in the "dojo"-thread earlier this day.
Just hit me up with your view on these - much love
When I
meditate in the dojo, my mind's at the estate's
gate of my soul, not solo, they conjugate
as mind hovers over fine waters of my spring
it's tears of a father hearing his blind daughter sing
the fusion shows it like a zoom ----- clearly
picture's weaved severely in the loom 'n stirs me
I never believed I would ever be complete
endeavor me achieve masterhood cleverly
this is the art of mind journey, mighty learning
combined with finding designs, then u-turning
cause home's the place where your heart is
face it, you cannot apart these, truth is basic
knowledge drawn at the sky like rasters
where my mind flies reminds me of my master
"Going on means going far, going far means returning"
see with your heart 'n your sight be discerning
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