The chaos in her mind was like the wires attached to the heart
The chaos in her heart was like the blades of the knife to the mind
Perplexed with infinite memories that were counted to breath
Next to her was a wandering soul of time making tons of sound
The confusion in her mind was like a clutched string that will pass through the heart
The confusion in her heart was like craving life through the labyrinthine mind
Rains of the seasons changing were like the leaves in summer, spring, and Autumn
Chains of the varied leaves are set free only in the last cold breezes of the Winter
It's the life gone or the beginning of a new life in the mind of the heart
Its saplings that cannot be sown in winter said the mind of the heart
The life ends and begins from the source of end said the heart of the mind
Sown in winter the summer brings life to seeds said the heart of the mind
Flames in cold bring the warmth to some, let it grow, then, are not afraid to burn
Glaciers in oceans may fail the ice, land with fire melts the finest of the ice thorns
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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