Efficient Use Of Time
You don’t need a vacation…
Or easy money… Or endless possessions
Or a plan of escape
To find that special place
That secret place
That is the truth of all space
Between the pain of the endless race
Defined by the crime of wasted time…
That clutters the perfect childlike mind
That paints black over free
That plucks the wings of destiny
But in that special place
Where no one has a painted face…
Or an ego designed to deceive
Or anything preconceived
Free simply waits patiently to be seen
In someone’s forgotten dream
For those willing to say no…
To the daily fashion show
To the daily grind
That pulverizes the mind
In the name of
Continuity of the same
In the name of
The efficient use of over planned time
Gate of Inward-
Poetry Without Rules
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
A Cosmic Cowboy 