Poem - Glass Prison.
By - Ross Mabey.
The views from my glass prison,
Are like the ones that we all see.
There are no hidden mirrors,
Just transparent walls for you ad me.
The one's that we each created,
Those that keep us from being free.
Why or how did we create them?
By not understanding,
The laws of life.
Or by being too demanding,
Of those things, we have not earned,
By not giving more back to life.
I just know I'm in this glass prison,
The only way out that I know,
Is to find a spiritual master who knows the laws,
And who is willing to show the way,
Out of this glass prison,
So we will be all free one day.
Copyright © 2008. Ross Mabey.
Written: August 6th 2008.
Re-written: September 12th 2019.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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