Saturday, October 16, 2010

Mind, Heart, and Soul

Your mind is a butterfly,

Visiting idea to idea,

Or none at all.

Your heart is a flower,

Growing and blossoming,

Letting some things in,

And keeping some out.

Your eyes are a wanderer,

Traveling to known and unknown places,

Not knowing.

Your nose is a baby,

Taking everything in,

The good and the bad,


You are a tree,

Growing day by day,

Not knowing what will happen next,

Standing tall and proud,

Watching and listening

To the many things around you.