This Poem
I.
It's not easy to think.
Try to think for seconds...
Surely you are not thinking!
But just merely staring at the ceiling!
Try to breath while thinking...
Don't think that you can think!
It's difficult though.
II.
There are millions of words
in seconds knot in cords.
There is One;
in a minute's done
There are thousands of phrases
in seconds cover wide traces
There are Two
One gives clue.
There are hundreds of sentences
in a minute made instances.
There are Three;
Two talks spree.
one, two, three, and four
Last makes the core.
There are few of ideas on head
in an hour made it to thread.