Mind

Mind mind took a deep breath and pierced with light and softness, it found peace and divine communication between the earth and sky then mind bloomed spring into summer, weaved autumn into winter mind found reason and meaning, and it flowed like paradise water and it cried silently and smiled without words, just feeling — Mind lived in colours slipping into rivers and the spaces between our pulse, it curved over ice-splashed pavements, the sides of iron gates and rested under the maple, the oak and pine to understand the song of contentment Mind was always meant to be as splendid as a clear sky, as pure as a newborn— it was always meant to stitch the world between us through an ordinary ray of sunlight maybe even a drop of rain if mind had its way, its journey would never end, it would smooth the wrinkle, soften the storm it would absent the pain and the scar... would live an eternity in love and God would smile down on mind