Live the full life of the mind .
Continuously seeking out exquisite peace.
Actually, the tranquility to perceive it.
Be exhilarated by new ideas .
Be intoxicated by the romance of the unknown.
Life, not mine alone but ours loves breathing with the seasons too.
Sparkling with the starlight.
Laughing with the children.
They are my reminders of me.
They are memories of who I used to be before.
Being true to you
Being me to who I was born to be.
I’m not my mind
It’s, it’s fullness which fills me though.
My mind yours too or who?