When a restless mind comes, I don’t want just to stay still. I want to dance with the rain, I want to walk within the wind. When a restless mind comes, I just can’t let myself being alone.
When a restless mind comes, I share no happiness nor sadness, I receive no right nor obligation. I simply am a twisted gyrate emotion.
And then…, I just let myself fell into a deep rest, with nature hold me tightly, like a sparkling falling star that touched the earth after a restless journey – never let it go back to the sky.
I am now the sky, I am now the earth, I has no beginning – nor I has an end.
This is a tale of a restless mind.
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