I will follow my mind
like the dance that follows the song
like the river that runs its course
like the fire that burns and burns
I will follow my mind
like the tender bird that wakes up at dawn
to sing of the plenitude of harvest
and the certitude of rain
I will burn the midnight oil
to last till the morning hours
a voyager on a quest
for the true meaning of life
I will search the vast oceans
ruffle the feathers of mountains
seeking words in silent plains
giving names to nameless babes
I will touch the lonely trees
make them breathe and dance again
scan the magical horizons
firming the bricks of dreams
for my new house of words
I will follow my mind
till dreams cease to die
till I light the flame
and open the doors
of beautiful gardens
where wisdom grows
of cavernous rooms
where knowledge opens its arms
like a happy loving mother
urging her child to come on
and be smothered.
I will follow my mind
to where victory stands tall
like a strong soldier
and the storehouse of abundance
flows like an endless river.
I will follow my mind
till I strengthen my voice
till I build myself
into a castle that will never fall.
