The mind—a boundless canvas,
where thoughts take flight,
a universe unfolding within,
bathed in the pale glow of wonder.
Ideas bloom like wildflowers in spring,
softly unfurling petals of possibility,
while logic weaves its quiet tendrils,
a subtle thread guiding the chaos.
Yet doubt lingers, a restless shadow,
creeping at the edges,
unsettling truths,
chasing certainties
like fleeting rays of a dying sun.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri