Some colours, some watermarks, some imprints
Some light and some shade
As you stride through the twelve months of vibrant tints and gloomy monochromes
And then through brightness and haze
Of smiles and tears
O Restless Mind, what do you pick?
Because some seek, some receive and others lose, again and again.
In a hazy trail, suddenly lit by a thousand fireflies
Does my mind discern a Known face?
The night appears still
As the moon smiles beams through a hazed reverie
The Restless Mind desires to love life another time
And then the sparkling sun sends a thousand rays
To create some colours, some shade and some imprints
O Restless Mind, tell me what do you pick?
Because some seek, some receive and some are defeated again, yet again.
SG
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