Beyond Conditioning: Unbox Mind to Explore and Find Real You

 The mind is shaped, a box of views,

A tiny room, of me and yous.

It draws a line, a wall so tall,

Creating sides, where all must fall.

Inside, you fight shadows you made,

Divisions drawn, a constant parade

Of judgments harsh, and battles won,

But happiness sleeps, beneath the sun.

But break the walls, the lines unfair,

Find open space, and breathe the air.

Beyond the box, a wider view,

The "real me" waits, the honest you.

Unconditional, calm, and clear,

No threat to hold, no need to fear.

The reactive mind, it loses hold,

A freedom blooms, more precious than gold