Our mind is so fast
     it travels  the world
     in a second.

    It is always
     way ahead of our heart
     peeking around each corner.

     Our heart is a
       patient traveler
     He just plods on.

      He doesn’t have
   the quickness of mind
      nor the cleverness.

     But wherever he walks
       there is a beauty
      and flowers grow.

      It’s hard to explain:
       I would really like to
       follow the mind.

      But, just see how
        this other wonder
      has filled my life