Aurora 2024

Kaitlyn Carpenter

The Art of Thought

There I was sat in my enigmatic stillness. Solitude is something my heart craved, And so I embraced surrendered silence.

A labyrinth of contemplations came as natural as breathing. Cascades of these breaths would tickle my ear and dance on my scalp. The breaths of the cosmos was something I couldn’t ignore. An air of effortlessness came with my cognitive ballet. Needless to say my mind’s introspection nothing short of blissful serendipity. It is then that I confirmed my thoughts are mine and mine alone. To share such euphoric epiphanies is to the making of unoriginality. Until next time fellow cerebral wanderer for this is all you will encourage of me.

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