Landscape of mind

In the sacred space of your mind

What you sow as content

So shall you reap

If you have been sowing guilty pleasures

Guilt will build nest around you

And you don’t have a managed space

And can’t stop the spillage of your mind

Then don’t find your mind – an empty pot

Something sacred could have flown there

With some luck, someone else will care enough to plant some lavender in your muck

Or your pleasure will transform to penanc