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I keep finding myself here
I keep knowing myself here
Every time I'm behind my wheel
Everyone is no one hereNo one is everyone here
Including me
In my steel glass rubber pod
Zipping or crawling
Watching the worlds pass
From sunrise to sunset
My windshield the observatory
To lives off disregarded exits
Stories of faith grit and hope
All magically fading
In my rear view mirror
Endless worlds lay ahead
The black snake-like serpent
That invites me to ride its back
Into remote corners of my soul
Past places with memories
Into worlds of my future
My little pod is always
Moving
As the outside one is always
Evolving
Sparking my need to grow
Meditation chant CD
Playing, playing, playing
A mantra
Accompanying the mandala
Mingling in the air
My pod moves aside
Voice recorder my co-pilot
My silent muse smiles at the scenery
Hanging onto my every word
Conveyed in verse ideas or dialogues
To be and to go
Simultaneously
In motion yet still
An alchemy of consciousness
It is here
On my road
That my dreams are born
My enemies bested
And my nightmares go lucid
So that I may tame
My wildest beast within
Today this road will pause
This traveler will rest
Tomorrow I shall find
Yet another journey
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