MIND-S-EYE
MIND-S-EYE
Sun on the top
The apricity calming the flock
In a cocoon of her own
She reaps the thoughts she sown
Romanticizing the forests
Inventing her own words
Befriending the mutt
Creating her own world
Where the pretty white unicorns
Renders the poisoned thoughts
Where the white Bunnies
foraging the demons of outside hell
Where the magnificent watercourse
Nourishes the soul
Where the warm sprinklings
washes away the dern
Where the rainbow light
Brings metanoia to the might
She was living in her own mind
But as the cumulus clouds hides the sun
The fascination bubble pops in distress
The wry face swears to the menace
The lotus eater will hold up at any chance...