Echoes of recollections

how precious is our mind?

Your mind is precious and vulnerable

It holds your world and the outer sphere

Being a double mirror of both

It’s a filter for sweet and sour

 

Sentiments is the furniture

And echoes of recollections

Hugging pictures of the past

Words of hurt or healings

 

Lets just think one moment

If we lost our mind, Despair!

Spiralling us into a deep abyss

Then we would become cipher

 

We bod our present and future

Through the swindling of the mind

We drudge over old material

Echoing over , so confined

 

Step out into the unknown

Swim with the sharks

Lay down with the lions

Ride life’s twists and jerks

 

Let s broaden our horizons

Rather then paraphrase  life

Push the boat out to the deep

To pleasures untold, to eternal