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💭Reflection

Polished Thoughts

Nanda Regine

It was dark, but she had lightBut not tangible light, to see in the darknessIt was not a dark room, nor was it litSo she had her light within her darknessThe light got blinding and the darkness fledThen peace came rushing to her insteadHer mind shined like Fine China from the lightThe peace fought inner wars with all its mightShe closed her eyes and it was darkBut her mind still had the blinding lightShe laid contentIn her little bedHer polished thoughtsRemained sustained

— Nanda Regine

From “Inside Her Roses”