A tidy home lifts my spirit
My mind does not enjoy clutter
Free I can dream.
Rubbish blocks the path
Hinders the creative
Stops the golden flow
On the path I must go.
I have too many dreams yet to dream
Too many new projects to create
Too many paintings to paint
Too many problems to solve.
My mind is free
To climb that tree
Of wonder and knowledge
To explore that ledge.
Of understanding I cannot enough
Drink deeply of wisdom
Fly high with possibility
Dive deep with understanding.
The well is so deep
Unfathomed by most
Yet here I must go
A treasure I must keep.
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