Kingdom of Thoughts

Through sitting meditation, I see the perverse addiction to the Kingdom of Thoughts,
the very one where suffering reigns.

When at the edge of the borders,
When my feet touch the demarcation
Towards the territories of Being beyond thoughts,
I hear their voices, I feel their ardor grab me again,

To exist differently,
To exist finally,
Will always wait for me,

What would I benefit from then, once again by bowing to magnetic fields
When a few steps further, I could have extracted myself from it ?

©FJ August 2024
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