What do you think?

Sometimes I like to sit and sip, on a drink that’s long and cool.

Whether at the beach, or in the park or sitting around a pool.

Sometimes I like to sit and think, I while away the hours,

Experiencing incredible visions, fruit of creative powers.

Most times I just like to sit, not a thought to cloud my mind.

I wait to meet the mighty One by whom I’ve been designed.

As I sit, I am satisfied, not hearing, not smelling, not seeing.

Void of senses, without stimulation, just a human being.

Then He comes, I know it not, undisturbed is my quiet mind.

Though He’s gone, His presence remains in the peace He’s left behind.