life of the mind

Starting’s always hard

Until the mind’s world unfurls

A silence teeming

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Cloudy

1

I forget to watch the leaves turn color,
and they are already gone.
Sight is an illusion
when nothing penetrates the clouds of the mind

2

I’m afraid that if I spend the whole day
stilling the surface of my mind’s pond
it will still have waves
and I still won’t find
the hidden beast down deep
who whispers my true desires