A Young and relentless pursuer

 

A hazy mind wakes up to a day

Chilly mornings seem a norm to stay

Lots of thoughts flood a busy mind

It's always hectic when waiting amidst chances.

 

Can a yawn serve to subside a desire?

Tingling are the anticipations to sire

When bonding the spiritual to physical

The mind speculates being a bit mechanical.

 

Waiting, seeking, and amidst inventing

Do you have an ideal way to destiny land?

Seated, pimped, and rocking a chair away

Thoughts flood and drown consciousness far away.

 

An imagination crop in wit for rebirth

Certainly, it’s a rematch with much wrath

Many times I create and beg for transition

Still have the same response – wait from nature.

 

A vast and loads of mighty opportunities dawn avail

Seeking a mind grows somber and fonder

A promise never avail to a popper

Someday a chance swiftly comes with a trail.

 

Illusions second imagination for success

Who can say it is yet time to plant

Pruning, watering, and tender to harvest?

Abundance and manifestation are fruits to attest.


The story is of a young soul seeking fulfillment through utilizing inborn talents and acquired skills to manifest abundance and prosperity. However, the more they try, patience depreciates as nature is not responding as fast as their desire. Sometimes, dreams in their mind seem like illusions but with time there is hope for attaining their objects of desire and reap fruits of their continued hard work.

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