If I ruminate I drown.
Complex like the lace of a gown.
Top level with too much sound.
"Accepting what is" is how I am found.
So frozen I sigh,
"Living in the mind you die."
Fantasies a dangerous place to lie,
They are where your real life dies.
Don't escape here for inside of you,
"Accepting what is" is how you renew.
Escape leads let downs and false truths.
Live where you can touch what's in view.
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