Magic of Mind

Coming to travel through the clouds? My mind is the home of the wanderers I laugh silently in my own grave Immersed in the smile of heaven Under a mountain or stream Loving souls remain Over land and sea Over lakes and plains Through the blue dome cups of air Saw the wind and the shining of the sunlight Without obstacles to move forward Let's move smoothly in new ways Calm and secure It can fly with its wings in the path of the wind Crossing the meadows of happiness Through the path decorated with shrubs and trees The real journey of life .