In the mind there are paths which function by habit. Every action and every thought is there in our paths. No action and no thought is there outside our paths. A complex web spins with every second. The presence of light within us is silver and milky. Euphoria and fear expand by the webs of our thinking in the presence of our character. The language of our bodies extends from the paths of our mind. The silence of the universe is damp and filled with steam. In the silence does our thinking slide with fear and confusion. In secret thoughts and feelings does trouble brew. In the stars of the mind does the heart find joy like flowers of spring shining perfectly in the darkness. A cold hand does search for the past. We seek our intuitions but do they deceive us? Our hearts are human, they wrestle like the waves of the sea which struggle with conflicting desires. Where do we find our peace? Where can the heart find its freedom? Where in the mind is the valley of love? Where is the fountain of joyful hearts with the island that speaks in silence?