Slava Olchevski

Rookie - 20 Points (1964 / St.Petersburg, Russia)

The Mind - Poem by Slava Olchevski

The world is rich with vibrant colors
The reds are red, the greens are green
You'll be surprised that it's just an illusion
It's an experience within

Your mind. Who could have thought that smells and sounds
Do not exist beyond the mind
Without life, it is just the energy
Of very dark and silent kind

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 25, 2009

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