Lord, I’m thankful for this time.
To search the corners of my mind.
To clear away the thoughts that rust,
And face the fears I know I must.

To see at length what I believe,
Words that form or preconceive .
Tools that taught the youth to see,
That hold us back from future dreams.

And so I sit and rearrange,
The puzzle pieces in my brain.
When I think I’ve reached the end,
You flood the room with Light again.

(Domino wrote this.)
http://www.mindfulnet.org/Doing_your_time_with_peace_of_mind.pdf