It's All In Mind Poem by Mahathi Mydavolu

It's all in mind, skulking as stiffled cry...
that glowing truth peeping through veiling lie.
I'm like a ruffled rainbow, like a cloud
disjected all along the yonder ploughed
and like a wanderer blinded of nigh.

There's something else, to muse, beyond the eye,
so blended well, like deep sorrow with sigh.
This enigma, this doubt and choking shroud,
It's all in mind.

Alas the silver spirit, with charry dye
all ov'r is vying hard to reach the high
of cosmic hill. Can she wade through the crowd
of vain desires? Well, well, the bodes are loud...
and promised cosmic destiny well nigh.
It's all in mind.