Beauty of Thought

From where they began

Where they shall end

Mind is confounded

By the beauty of thought

Not exterior, attachment goes

Profound than that

A part of her that flows in him

A part of him that nourishes her

Rocks and boulders that preclude

Flowers and grass that spur

Distance no more separates

Pain no more agonizes

Fear of getting close

Inner scuffle to evade

Where they are

And where they shall go

Mind is confounded

By the beauty of thought