Variety

The mind loves a daily diet of variety

Shunning awareness sans choice as monotony

While we sleep, the mind retreats to its heart

Spending time perfecting its art

It is dried and polished by daybreak

Pretending to be there for our sake

Being antagonistic gives our hand away

The mind will never go our way

If we let the mind run, free and clear

While watching it without any fear

The graveyard of thoughts becomes a playground

Giving us ample space to turn around

Desires will no more demand satiety

And awareness will witness a new inner variety

The mind is no more the essential kernel

Without it, we continue to experience the external