The brain, a maze of thoughts untold, A thousand pathways, young and old. It churns and whirs, both night and day, Yet seeks the calm where peace can stay.
In moments still, when noise subsides, The restless mind in silence hides. Like waves that kiss the shore's embrace, It finds its rhythm, finds its place.
A quiet thought, a gentle space, Where worries fade without a trace. In peace of mind, the heart will find A refuge pure, a state defined.
