at what point does the mind overpower the heart
the thoughts that we have are simply caught between
the feelings we have have no meaning unless the mind approves
and still no one wins because we have too much control to control
at what point do we stop and realize
that life is what we make it
but we have no control over what it is made of
at what point will the heart and the mind equalize
to where control may be enough to control
a life with control is one without
a mind without a heart which means
only that there is nonexsistence
control is lost in the heart and transfered to the mind
transfered from the heart and lost again as control is lost
and trasfered back to the heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem