Mind. Defined.

I open my mind's window,

allowing the sunlight called past to lengthen my memory's shadow. 

I paint my mind's wall with all my thoughts,

always surprised to see how it unties all the knots.

I close my mind's door once in a while,

to prepare it to be versatile. 

I sit in the centre of my mind's room,

designing life to be a successful bloom.

Mind is a home of thoughts.

Welcome only good thoughts.

Thanks for reading!