The thoughtful conscience
Is the grain of the soul
Seduced to commit right
Strayed to act wrong
The will sways directionless
Sometimes overpowering the heart
Sometimes overshadowing the mind
It weighs…
All times arousing the conscience
Into dimensions of our lives
We never steal into
We are scared to peer
The darkness of our heart
The sub consciousness of our mind
But a birth is an awakening
Of a reflective spirit
And awareness is enlightenment
Of an introspective soul
The insight comes…
Once in a life time.
A baby is born
Stirring hope…
A seed nurtured
Into a tree
We all feed on its fruits
Life long.
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