A Mind Infinite

Infinity: The Views of a Dreamer

Sand Man

Sandman,

drag my mind far away from reality

Grind my thoughts into fine grains of sand,

filling your clock with the energy of my flowing thoughts

With the force of each thought easing to the bottom,

floating down

Freed of all constraints and chains,

my mind to float freely away

To a place where no one can find,

emitting in a lonely empty room to itself

A special place to be,

a safe haven for a mind which has been under the distress of impacts of colliding thoughts

Held in the safe keeping of the sand man’s hands as days come to pass,

with every second the brain becoming more aware of of it’s sorroundings

Waiting for the day break it’s chains,

and awake from it’s sleep

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This entry was posted on May 28, 2014 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , .
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