Beautiful Mind (Yours and Mine)

The mind wanders
Flying on its own wings
In search of its own peace
Far beyond the wispy clouds
Out of sight of human perception
You see the physical being
But you don’t see me
I live in a place, untouched
By the world around
The proverbial mind in a bubble
The boy who never grew up
Still dreaming of a world without limits
It’s a beautiful mind that allows you to fly
To that sacred place where your thoughts
Are as free as the wind blowing its own way.


Dean Jean-Pierre
4-26-06
11:24 am
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