All, a mindset


Noiseless night,
I sense you,
the stars on my window did light.
Moonbeams gleam
my room as they tickle
my skin.
I watch the trees
gently dance under the moonlight.
I look within me
for inspiration
as I grow taller than the trees
through a mind trace,
imagination.
Dreaming I become a violent pine,
with a sturdy foundation.
Reality is a mindset,
I look deeper,
carving paper with pen.
A word,
bound
to
fly,
free.

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