Sometimes, I like to write poetries. It's another interesting way to investigate the mind.
Late one night I caught the glimpse of my true love's eyes
and I realized it was time to get to know who she truly is
I closed my eyes and I went inside, and my mind
became as the deep pool in the creek
reflecting the loveliness of the moon-light
But a part of my mind was still quite like
the rushing and gushing waterfall nearby
and I knew I would have to lose those thoughts as well
and as I did, I felt the freshness of raindrops on my skin
and I knew what she was like
Pure and fresh and new at every moment
and sweet and deep as the midnight sky
I felt a radiance within my heart and it grew so deep
that my heart was like a dam that just had to burst
and when it did, all boundaries were shattered
The love flowed up to my eyes and down my cheeks
and mingled with the rain and my
true love and I were twain,
but really still one and the same
and then I knew..
She to be, the entirety of
all reality
Late one night I caught the glimpse of my true love's eyes
and I realized it was time to get to know who she truly is
I closed my eyes and I went inside, and my mind
became as the deep pool in the creek
reflecting the loveliness of the moon-light
But a part of my mind was still quite like
the rushing and gushing waterfall nearby
and I knew I would have to lose those thoughts as well
and as I did, I felt the freshness of raindrops on my skin
and I knew what she was like
Pure and fresh and new at every moment
and sweet and deep as the midnight sky
I felt a radiance within my heart and it grew so deep
that my heart was like a dam that just had to burst
and when it did, all boundaries were shattered
The love flowed up to my eyes and down my cheeks
and mingled with the rain and my
true love and I were twain,
but really still one and the same
and then I knew..
She to be, the entirety of
all reality