The simple thoughts of a simple mind

 

The simple thoughts of a simple mind

 

sometimes such pale simplicity hold within its wounds the screams of a silent soul and the voices of liberation? .
beauty in such yellowness
joy in such agony
a revolution in such dullness

once, while I was wandering through the country sides of Lebanon, I thought? how can a man see such freedom and yet is held? And I thought, its bad to keep freedom all in you mind!

Suddenly, came voice? my friend you can always have your mind to set you free! it said.
that is the beauty of it. to be mentally capable of separating the truth from the facts the being from the thing.

(To think it does no good? That it does more bad than well?)
oh but such freedom and dreams of passion are the only things left for a man to help him up every time he falls. to be free, for if he has not that, then when he dies he is not dead, because he was never alive!!! do know why? The voice asked!
because such dreams just seized to be!

my friend remember sometimes the most beautiful faces look pale under the rays of the moonlight and many beautiful souls lie scavenged under the brightness of the sun.


by: The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious