The human mind still a mystery;
what seems misfortune
can be miracle.
Sorrow can become smile.
Tragedy can turn into something
quite else.
In the memory pool,
the sad ones float
- skim the surface
and see what gets caught
(remember and release) .
Depression is a deep thought
that takes a long time
to be thought through;
sometimes when it's done,
it starts again.
Each day has its own mood,
its own memory
and emotional cycle.
A minute changes everything.
A mind can create anything.
Explore the mystery...
Embrace the contradictions...
...the human mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed the human mind is the most complicated work of nature....so difficult to predict or decipher...good write.