The Fleeting Mind !

The mind believes in its own,

How can you tame it ?

The mocking words it doesn’t hear,

The discouraging mutter it fails to catch,

Between the known and unknown,

It fails to recognize you,

And give you the entity !

Fearless and fleeting in its nature,

It carries on without a care,

Taking its own course to reach where it wants to,

Only to realize it must begin again.

Then again comes those mocking words,

Trying their best to put it down,

But how can you hold it ?

How can you muster it together ?

For those who know not its reach,

Who do not believe in its spirit,

It does not try to explain.

It juggles between the promising tomorrow and the nearly forgotten yesterday,

It is never a thing of the present.

How can you suppress it with the jargons of the daily ?

How can you keep it defined ?

The intricacies of the thoughts,

The complexities of its nature,

It knows no straight ways,

Yet it never falters and never lets you stray.

The believing sees it all,

The doubting cannot fathom its glory,

Yet it sails in its own courses,

Unperturbed and phlegmatic,

Ignorant to your beliefs.

We may never know its true potential,

‘coz we live in our own-build cages.

The day we decipher its diversity,

The day we let it cruise,

The moment we believe in its power,

The time we let it loose,

We would see ourselves standing right next to it,

Not far from its course,

Sailing, cruising in its unlimited capacities,

Basking in its newfound glory,

Kvelling in its world.