MY MIND IS LIKE A MUSEUM

CelestialSirenPoetry

MY MIND IS LIKE A MUSEUM

My mind is like a museum. Vaguely filled with memories of the past. Branded within a culture so rich that is both massive, and very vast.  My mind is like a museum. Curated with images of illusion and innovative solutions that develop within my space. My mind is like a museum. Decorated with jewels and treasures of the sea. My mind is like a museum. Painted dark blue ocean floors brewing below is an abundant  taboo of mythological folklores. My mind is like a museum. Exposed to the Ancestral. Growing within my spiritual vessel. Born with the gift to conjure the celestial. Seeing past our physical temples. My mind is like a museum. Holding literatures of both love and death as highly honored forces of life. My mind is like a museum. Ready to display and share art everywhere. To help keep the next generation prepared. My mind is like a museum. 

 

  • Author: CelestialSirenPoetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 19th, 2022 10:37
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