Think Of Mind

The mind that you have...

Slowly the touching soul comes to you, Dream birds fly, 

Thinking about how much is wandering in the mind;  

How far the sound of water seems to be alone in the river,

How close will I tell you...  

How much love is so full of me,

so I can not leave you; 

Poetry will be in my account.  

How many people know how many mind-filled lives you have,

life feels like today from tomorrow;

Hopefully, the mind runs out again and again... 

Where I can't find myself.