My Mind

My mind slowly unfolding thoughts displayed

Unimagined ideas slowly begin,

To erupt, materialize, and evolve

A silent song, a dance with no movement,

A creation that no one has dared to dream

My mind is open, and so to is my heart

This is the basis, of that, my passion,

Of art, literature, and gentle creation

Our societies constraints, need not apply,

For words allow infinite expression

My mind holds insignificant detail

Words alone cannot describe existence

But they can effect how we observe

Life, death and everything that’s in between

If we choose to acknowledge or not

My mind is my own, as are my beliefs

My perceptions and every experience

They are mine to interpret or discard

Freedom to think and choose, should always be