The Poem

 I do have thought of the thoughts...

to be admired !

the symphony of mystical words,

the mystics in vicinity.

the bark of the dog.

the caw of the crow.

i feel.

i think.

i realize.

the symphony of vibrations...

 lost into the thought of the thoughts !

admiring the wilderness of vicinity,

fingers on my mustache.

the tingling sound of scratches.

I ponder the rhymes in the vibration.

I wonder the being of the thoughtfulness.

on my consciousness !                                                          👀

the nature vibes !

the rhythm of symphony...

i could only feel realization :

to be admired.

the poem..

from the vicinity...

NATURAL...

I have thought of thoughts !