With The Mind

Never in times of change
Have there been solids of words
And their clauses built on paper.
Never in heavenly stars are planets
Housed to keep away intelligent beings.

Change expels us with the lotion,
A stage of writing achieves clarity,
Words build like skyscrapers to enlighten,
Words justify words to the penny.

Let the closets and rain jackets
Smother the body with joys of the heart.
Change has intoxicated the mind with
The soul.