At the core of my
sensory faculty, focus
at core of sensitivity of
deepest perception.
Control of self neither restrain
of its influence hard to perform
Level of its elasticity of return
(or it bridging point it reached )
level of no return no retreat
influence of it grasp all the valve
of locomotion in me. All the pistons in actions

the hind wheel of mind influence by it
found it obedient to the waves of steam
kicking hard in the direction of the combustion core
could not restrain it
faster the hind wheel goes
followed by the arms holding the wheel

watched as flower and trees passed by
flower of all sort, colour noted
height and size they fly by
conscious to the eye they are
cast on both sides
they strode along

hard to find their colour and size
could not hold down the steam
move on in line with the core of the heart.

Found that the real flower at the core,
is a rebuff in itself; an arrow in the heart

found conspicuous and comeliness to be vain
What count is character the basis for virtue.