Unplugged

I welcome the feeling

of leaving behind …

No Facebook, no Twitter

no Email to blind

 

Controlling the message

undigitized truth

My mind free of programs

my spirit induced

 

Where magic is whispered

no texting or bytes

Bespoken the voices

I hear in the night

 

My memory stays active

not stored in the Cloud

Rebooting what’s under

— enlightenment’s shroud

 

(The New Room: January, 2024)

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