Sunday, 9 October 2016


Illusion of the Mind

You sit with your mind,
Your thoughts rattle by,
Its an illusion taking you for a ride.

Your mind stays not still,
Unless you train it at will.

It's in the future; lusting and greeding,
Desiring and pleading.

It's in the past;
Mourning and storing or resenting and clawing.

Do i have to say much more?
You mind is a beast,
Waiting to be trained so it can have some peace.

In the stillness of your awake,
You will have a break,
You see what is real,
No illusion to thrill.

Katya Greer