The Mindful Watchman Taught Me

by jimowensjr

No more

to indulge

the busy

voice inside,

won’t listen to

it’s chatters;

 

I’ll set

a kindly

watchman,

to rebuke

all the

foolish matters;

 

He’ll greet

each fleeting

thought,

in humble

kindness

pure;

 

No

greed,

nor fear,

nor anger,

no longer to

endure;

 

With gladness

will he

meet,

guide through

an open

door;

 

The wise

and true

and good,

Their presence

he’ll

implore;

 

 

But bid

farewell

will he,

to all

my cares

and grief;

 

Making only

room

for

thoughts

that bring

relief;

 

But should

some errant

notion,

slip

unnoticed

by;

 

I’ll

beckon

that he come,

urge them

all to

fly;

 

An

ever present

guardian,

shall

he always

be;

 

Protecting

all

my thoughts,

and keeping

truest

me;

 

Until comes

the

sacred day

when there’s

simply no

more need;

 

For the

watchman

taught me,

my every

thought

to heed.

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