When my mind is hot, I write a poem
to make it cool.
Poetry set me free so I can fly free
to where the birds of the air fears no
humankind.
Take me far from the
wilderness of confusion, and from
the land of misinterpretation.
Set my mind free, so I can fly free above
the highest firmaments filled with
harmony and peace.
Ponder the inner I to the places where
harm is restricted nor been seen at anytime.
Poetry rescue me from the depths of the
waters and mental slavery, let me swim
freely deep within the oceans of peace,
that are strengthened with love.
Seek me through the islands of joy, as
you’re the source of my happiness.
Set me free from the land of the living,
and play for me the string quartet’s and
the bamboo flutes, so I can rejoice to the
rhythm of your sounds during my meditation.
Take me higher than the mount Everest,
and make me recite forth the hidden
unity poems for my generation.
Poetry set me free, so I can fly freely
in the midst of peace through pieces
of my portions in motion so I can leave
the broken heart’s happy.
Oh yes when my mind is hot, I write
a poem to make it cool with possibilities
to give birth to prosperity.