Oh, My Mind...

 

Mind in mind
Questions perscrute
 and persecute.

All what comes on

and lies down

makes our brain cry.

No sign of what it does

But we see light starts

in a night very far...

A long and straight railway

becomes your real escape

If dream isn't a right hope

'Till dream comes

My mind rests in waiting

And my heart seeks for God's resting.

In peace and penny one by one
Here I am listening my heart
Which needs, and so will
Come easyly at its court.