Ottawa's Festival of Ideas Since 1997

My Mind

My mind is a breathtaking flower;
It blooms when
I’m awake and closes when I’m asleep.

My mind is a wave of pure knowledge;

It can never
Drift away


My mind can never, ever forget;

That makes it the best thing

And the worst thing


My mind is an intimidating forest of thoughts;

Everything is a tangled knot
Of lush vines

It’s where all

My fantasies

Come to life


In my mind
I can be

I want to be.