The mind can think into many thoughts,
Like bubble that floats and pops,
Yet lean not a liquid; rain to visible drops.
For a person or writer thinks like its bought.

A druid has many wise words to say,
And like a drayd shows to beautiful display.
Like music it bends into a beautiful harmony,
And plays in majestic symphony.

Bend not the will of learning,
For what come and came,
Shall be the steps of earning.
Thy bidding and thy brame.

Through Life and Pen,
Write my story not how it suppose to happen.
But to how it has began to its haven.
To the depths of my closing book that reopen.
© The Book owl

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