NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST
When do You change the toilet paper roll?

There no river

There is no river,

no road,

no distant horizons to follow.

Only thoughts springing

from effervescent souls,

concentrated energy

materializing.

 

The road,

webs of thoughts…worn

of paths forming.

The paths are many,

the end the same.

 

The river,

perceptions of feelings and emotions

all branching from love.

And we,

we are as the energy of thought

a speed.

As cyclic wheels

 in timeless spirals.

We are as we wished,

as we wish,

as we are.

                     Leslie H.Bambic-Ciechanowski 1979  

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