he mind is as a pool of water.
The ripples roll to its outer borders.
The tranquil pool is as still as glass.
Till some thought makes a big splash.
And every discourse that come your way.
Makes the pool rocky of ripple water that sway.
To calm the mind and control the thoughts.
Tranquility of a still pool is sought.
The ripples barely there.
The mind fully aware.
Stillness will come from the calm mind.
The heart that is humble and kind.
Some one comes along and tosses in a stone.
The rippled pool has grown.
The choice of raging water splash.
Or wisely calm the mind, don't lash.
Then tranquility sought for around.
In the calmness is found