Life gets weary then you retreat,
Into your own world, to get some peace,
Relax and meditate, clear the mind,
Drift into the subconscious divine,
Peace and quite, no sound be heard,
Maybe the clock ticking time does not stand still,
This special time reserved for you,
Blowing away the cobwebs which can blind your mind,
Problem and puzzles all mixed up in the mine,
Can be diminished and sorted with just a little time,
Awaking refreshed, to renew you dreams,
Where to go next, or what’s the next step,
It all seems alive now you have had peace on your side
If only for a short time, rest your mind,
The problems surround you they disappear,
Yet when refreshed and invigorated,
The new paths appears, giving you strength,
To plan, drive forward and follow your dreams.
For times heals as you drift away,
Into the unconscious, of your mind,
When many an obstacles blinds the eye,
Time is a healer when you rest your mind.
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