The look of an expression one can see the anguish
To think is a dream?
Or is there a common undesirable theme?
Never to know what the future, will be seen
but yet the sheen appearance and clear cut stone is this man stuck in a thought or all alone.
For the truth is to be shown the effervescents
thrown in the directions of a typhoon and only one thought or is it too few
When does the answer shine through but the man in thought, thought he knew be never sitting on something as solid
something so cold and horrid never to show comfort but a place for a thought to take sort
When does the mind not play tricks on the heart? When will the thought ever part?
Cut from stone no matter how close or how far
The thought will always be par and never a clear meaning to man and his heart
This is the statue that separates and combines the heart and mind
For in due time the stone will shine and the thought will be without any clouds in mind
In due time
The man sees his mind as mine