Rinse Clean
Mind - a pool, deep and arcane,
Needs to be cleansed from time to time.
In the sinuous course of life,
Pause awhile, to peer into the depths.
Over the still waters, lies a layer of scum.
At the bottom is settled,
Toxic sediments of hate,
The residue of burnt dreams……..
Of unsavoury passions…..
If unattended, in this slushy mass of filth
Maggots may breed,
Eating into the flesh
Poisoning the vital serum
Pumped through the veins.
Purge the dross
Flush out the dirt
Rinse it clean
And feast on the sparkle,
Of clear waters
Springing from the well heads of love!
poem by Valsa George
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