The Mysteries of the Mind,
'Delve and ye shall find',
What? Cubism?
Paths that wind and intertwine,
Going where?
To doubts and scares,
Reaching for the Stars,
But downward stares,
Lost in Paradise,
And nobody, cares.
The Mysteries of the Mind,
Sometimes,
They keep us out of touche,
Even with ourselves,
And yet, it is Mystery, as such
That makes us feel so much,
And pushes us to care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The mysteries of the mind can be difficult to fathom, that's why we need Psychologists - interesting write.