A mind like mine's a precious prize that holds some fine ideas inside a blinding shine that reached this size through loads of time at decent pace that's kind, benign, tenacious - tries to flow in line with life's wild ride, to grow from flaws and each surprise, the lowest blows to analyze, although malign, with smiles embrace them all, they're walls I drape in pride - not joy, not yet, I've still to find the goal I seek with will and mind.