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The Power of Thoughts

The Power of Thoughts
20 November 2017

Thoughts are more powerful
than a thousand pound weight.
They can push and pull inside you,
change your focus from love to hate.
They can chain you down
to the bed where you rest.
They can definitely guilt you
for not being good, better, best.
They can contort the way
all faces appear,
especially the one
looking back from the mirror.
They can make you assume
the world would be best,
if you can just stop
breathing with the rest.
They can make you see
that darkness is better,
and there's no point at all
to be a goal-setter.
Don't fret! The solution
from all of this madness,
is just changing those thoughts
from pain to gladness.
You see, thoughts are more powerful
than a million pound weight.
They can lift you up higher
than this mortal state.
They can open your eyes
to a paradise of love,
filled with a light as bright
as the sun up above.
They can fill your heart
with the connection we share,
with nature, each other,
all things everywhere.
They can contort the pain
in everyone's faces,
to become a gratitude
of having been to those places.
They can remind us of
old pains and fears,
so we can be supportive
and help others shed tears.
Again, thoughts are more powerful
than anything you can imagine.
They actually control
the heaven or hell you're living in.
So I ask you today
to go into your mind.
alone or with help,
go deeply to find,
the motivation to change
your thoughts' point of view,
from pain, anger, sadness
or anything askew,
And turn it towards hope,
love, faith and peace,
and you will find in the end,
an Eternal release.


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