When I let my mind wander
It visits the land of my funny bone
Where every word rings
with an air of joy and hilarity
and with every word, every note
You can start to believe that life's a joke
And if any sadness creeps in
it is transformed into sarcasm
When I let my mind wander
It travels to the forest of my heart
It observes the ravages of wild fires
ashes leaving only twisted plants
with tiny flowers of compassion
guarded by many thorns of mistrust
yet my mind spots new growth
of plants that are of yet unknown
When I let my mind wander
it ventures to the river of my soul
looking through the river to the bed below
contemplating how the river flows
thinking about the complexities of life
with the calmness of the gentle current
wondering about the vastness of the universe
with only this river as an information source
