The Windmills Of My Mind Poem by RAJ NANDY

WINDMILLS OF THE MIND

In the silent chattering of the mind, -
Many thoughts come and go;
Some get realized with time, while others
simply flow!
A few thoughts stagnate, and some thoughts
get lost;
But the chatter continues, without any cost!
What I know not, should not bother me at
all,
Yet the mind keeps moving and churning in
a concentric form!
This quest for the unknown and unseen is very
strong, -
A search for that philosophic truth, all life long!
Those Autumn leaves turn into color of my hair,
Yet I like to dream those dreams, and also dare!
The withered leaves keep dancing in the whirlpool
of time,
While my thoughts keep circling in the windmills
of my mind!
- Raj Nandy
- New Delhi
- 21 Oct 08