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My Own Version of Spiritual: a Poem
It must have been from ever since this passion was born
to dwell on mystery of life but mostly one of mind
my life feeling somewhat pleasantly torn
between mundane matters and that mysterious kind.
Somehow all blended with nothing really blazing
with my love for people and all living creatures
and every experience eventful and amazing
days never having to display an entertaining feature.
Pushing my limits like a mental athlete
I often found myself in a forbidden land
in states called weird but felt like a feat
out of the box of what's easy to understand.
I learned to change my emotions at will
creating new forms of experiencing the old
like seeing new horizons from a higher hill
sovereign in my spirit and allowing freedom to unfold.
So I call myself spiritual for my spirit in charge
away from religiousness but maybe closer to a god
while feeling like a part of something large
not outside of it, not playing submissively odd.