A Pond Called The Mind Poem by Han Min Ohn
A Pond Called The Mind
A pond filled with external impurity
Can’t reflect an image with perfect serenity
A clean pond can still blunder what it reflects
Ripples and waves disturbing images that it detects
Only a pond that is both calm and clean
Can only interpret what an image really means.
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