Creative Mind Poem by henry ochiagha

CREATIVE MIND by poet Henry Ochiagha
A creative mind is a wandering mind
Growing inside the bottle of heart
Searching for the Unknown
Creating the known from unknown
Seeing treasure in the land of no pleasure
Seeing crops in a barren land
Searching for the unsearchable
Creating a path way inside the forest of mind
Seeing light in darkness
Depositing in the spiritual school of thought
Believing even in the face of unbelief
Depositing treasures of taught into the mind of heart
Even when the body sleeps, the mind keep wandering into the realm of spirit
Searching out hidden treasures of knowledge
The chosen ones are the abnormal ones
To be creative, you must have a good dance with the spirit
Is pleasing to see a man honored by his enemies
It takes pain to make gain
Sometimes they are blind
Sometimes they are introvert
Sometimes they are incapable
Sometimes they are short and ugly
Sometimes they are poor
Most times they are everywhere
Those who died with there gift are more than those who lived to fulfill there divine purpose
If only we can use our gift properly, the world will be a better place
We all have a gift; search for your own
Most times our gift may look absurd but embrace it
Enjoy your sleep and be sorrowful in the morning
But sell your sleep and be happy
Sorrow looks back
Worry looks up
But faith looks up
Obey and believe so that you will receive