the mind has a mind of its own
it lives in the higher plane of your being
helping you pump your heart and perk
you up in ways it thinks suits you best
the mind has a mind of its own getting
you to grow your beard, your nails
and renew your whole physique
through the rough and tumble of the years
the mind has a mind of its own that can
bend all rules to prove its existence
like bending a spoon or burn a bush
to talk to you about the holiest of its plans
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem