To sit and think of nothing
Could only ever be done,
By emptying the mind of its stuffing
But then we would all think as one.
To sit and think of everything
Would be like sitting on the sun,
Feeling all that pain and suffering
With nowhere to hide or run.
To sit and think of something
Be it sad or be it fun,
Is what the mind is forever wanting
so please, put down the gun.
I like this Vincent, I often wish I could empty my mind when it's whirring, but when you put it like that - I feel differently! Moyaxx
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Try Tai Chi Vincent, it works wonders for emptying the mind or focusing it on what really matters to be more precise. Very beneficial poem this is. Thanks for sharing it's wisdom. 10 from airhead, practicing as I write! Tai