Tired mind

Contemplating clutter tires the mind.
It fills the space with chaos and distress,
It makes the eye and soul no beauty find,
It robs the peace and joy that one should bless.

Contemplating clutter tires the mind.
It overwhelms the senses and the thought,
It makes the order hard and rare to find,
It traps the will and leaves the spirit caught.

Contemplating clutter tires the mind.
It drains the energy and dims the light,
It makes the harmony and balance grind,
It spoils the mood and turns the day to night.

Contemplating clutter tires the mind.
It needs a change of heart and action too,
It makes the freedom and the grace unkind,
It calls for cleansing and a fresh new view.

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