My desert meditations seem to always free my mind and soul to work together in perfect harmony and bring me to that special place where time stands still for the moment
My Inner Space
I took a look inside today, a place I often go to play
To play and work and pass the time, making mosaic tiles in my mind
You see there is a method here, one that is not always clear
For if you fail to render right, you may be captive of the night
A night of endless hide and seek, a night of restless that cannot speak
But nights will always find their way to a bright tomorrow if they may
So let us play and let us dance for tomorrow is another chance
By Robert Dobnick
From “The Art of Living in the Millennium
2023
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