Stop talking completely to a friend and see what happens
He's dis you and be gone, done with your crappin'
Move on to bug somebody else who will entertain him
Your mind is like that shiddy friend,
you don't need him around
so stop talking to him and stop listening to him howl
Be still, peaceful and silent
no creating, no replicating, no debating...
Just BE still and find God in the stillness
that is where he/she hides
Turning the mind volume down
is turning the God volume up
You decide how to handle the knob
You own it or does it own you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem