thoughts sneak in, snaking around thy soul,
breaking through thy picturesque fantasies,
hueing the dappled shades of spring and fall,
healing your hidden wounds with a breeze.
you may struggle to force thoughts to behave,
the crumpled and mingled thoughts’ flow
to make thy wild mind an obedient slave
ideas should unhesitatingly come and go
leading your path, opening the doors
shedding lights to prevail the vexing void
to anchor, peacefully, on satisfaction shore.
keep it plain, complexity should you avoid.