the finite mind
The finite mind only thinks
In subjection to a relationship with flesh
But reality is infinite because it is
Not subservient to any human mind
Again your precious eye captures me and my hope becomes like the sun Burning gloriously...as the life pleaser but suddenly, reality is as a cloud. To strike again, ... and gone the warmth... To those dreams lived with in hope... By... Simon Auchterlonie
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