Sitting in the garden with no thoughts
Empty minded,listening to the birds
Ideas rise up like fishes to be caught
Activity and purpose may be taught
Not silence and deep listening beyond words
Sitting in the garden with no thoughts
Creative moments cannot yet be bought
We think upon the conversations heard
Ideas rise up like fishes to be caught
The mind is best when muscles are not taut
Then the creatures wild may be allured
Sitting in the garden with these thoughts
What arrives is rarely what we sought
Pain and feelings darker may occur
Ideas rise up like fishes to be caught
Relaxation makes the visions blurred
This is not the end of the affair
Sitting in the garden with my thoughts
Ideas rise up and dance and then are caught.

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Thank you so much,Deepti