Copyright 2008

Upon a busy freeway,

That’s always on the go,

You will find a busy mind,

Crusin’ with the flow.

It tries to catch the feelings,

It tries to feel the love,

But like a super computer,

Logic can’t appreciate,

The softness of a dove.

It wants to understand.

It wants to see what’s there,

But logic cant compute,

What only a heart can feel there.

Upon the gentle mood,

Like the petals of a rose,

Feel the tenderness and warmth,

Only a beating heart that knows.

To become a special soul,

More then a body with computer as mind,

A beating heart of love,

Brings personality, joy, divine.

Don’t let your mind take over,

When you think you feel love,

Ask your beating heart,

Like that supple dove.

For the heart moves very slowly,

And take time to grow the love,

Like Heavens singing angels,

That enchant us from above.

So don’t let your mind fool you,

When channel of love is felt,

To open the petals of a budding rose.

Only the truth of the heart,

. . . Knows.