Flying Mind Poem by Reza Raza

Sometimes mind is-
The flying seagull over the Padma
Bears the song of silence of the wings of air of the sun.

The mind never seems tired of seeing-
The embodied and abstract pictures of the whole world -
Or the surreal grasshopper on a tender green leaf

In all directions of eyes, the eyes of the mind-
Sees the cliff of scenes -
The vast land of the unseen
Meteorite, violent thunder storm on the skilled brush of the artist.