Ramblings of Inner me

    The Universe in the Mirror

The world outside is a crowded stage, A noisy, frantic, turning page. But when the curtains finally fall, And I’m the only one in the hall, The "me vs. me" begins its dance— A quiet, cosmic, inward glance.

I forget the "you," I forget the "they," As the outer borders melt away. For deep within this skin and bone, A seed of everything has grown; A silent witness, vast and wide, With the whole of existence tucked inside.

The stars you see in the velvet night? I’ve got their glow, I’ve got their light. The mountain’s peak, the ocean’s floor? I find them through my inner door. To the passing eye, it’s a tangled mess, A "crazy" rambling, I must confess.

But the poet in me knows the truth: The world is old, yet it has no youth. Everything you seek in the wind and sea, Is already breathing... inside of me.

Walk with me, family! 

That was a little something from the soul—a reminder that while we’re all out here navigating the hustle, the real treasure map is written on the inside. It might sound like ramblings to some, but to those of us who listen to the rhythm of the heart, it’s the only language that makes sense.

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