"Streams in Mind"

The mind is a steady flowing stream
That flows on and on without stop.
The rains of experience continue the flow.

The stream does not always flow smoothly

There are bends of distractions,
That cause the water to alter it's course.
There are rocks of interruptions,
That cause the water to skip and jump.
There is misconception filled dirt,
That clouds the clear water.
There are strong winds of preconception
That dilute the rains purity.

There are too often un-useful dams
That are made with these elements of cause.
When the elements are built into issues of concrete,
Then the dams begin to grow,
Blocking the waters flow,
Causing lakes of discontent,
Drowning the environments soul.
The lake seems smooth on the surface.
But there are turbulent currents and undertows,
That are churning and swirling underneath,
With no place to go and no mind of their own.
The stream never stops it's flow.
Sometimes the lakes just continue to grow,
Never allowing the waters true flow.
If the water is allowed to flow on it's own
Life in front of it will grow;
But if the water builds and begins to spill over
And the dam begins to erode and crumble, then explode;
Bring with it all of the rocks and dirt and concrete;
It will destroy all of the life in front of it,
Rushing hard for miles,
And if it can over come all of the dams
The water will, again, find it's smooth flow.

The mind is a steady stream
That flows on and on, without stop,
With the rains of experience, continuing the flow.