The Capable Mind

Pulling me in this existence is the illusion of thought.
All the thoughts I had sunken and the times I fought.
The solution is the dreams I caught.
The illuminating matter in my head how has been taught.
All the pathways I must find.
So they do not find me somewhere behind.
The place where I can go without sound just contained in my mind.
A place you would never find to trace footsteps back and forth the sound and you intertwined.
This matter of our mind comes from nothing.
In the end we form it into something.
Has been brought together by the unforeseen made of nothing.
It tends to turn our absent form into a capable something.