Monkey Monkey

In the quiet jungle of the mind, Where thoughts intertwine and bind, Lives a creature, restless, undefined, "Monkey monkey," whispering, unconfined.

"Monkey monkey" in the trees, Swinging wild, in the breeze, Grasping branches of worries with ease, Never still, never at peace.

This monkey leaps from limb to limb, From dawn till dusk, on a whim, Thoughts to thoughts, the world so dim, "Monkey monkey," the mind's hymn.

In the canopy of consciousness it dwells, Through the forest of thoughts, it propels, "Monkey monkey," it spells, A tale of unrest it tells.

But hush, now listen, there's a way, To calm the monkey, to sway, With mindfulness, day by day, "Monkey monkey," will no longer stray.

Breathe in deep, let it go, Watch the monkey, but don't follow, In the mind's eye, let it show, "Monkey monkey," now moves slow.

In the quiet jungle of the mind, "Monkey monkey," has resigned, Peace and stillness, intertwined, The restless creature, now aligned.

"Monkey monkey," once did roam, In the heart, it found a home, Within the calm, no longer alone, "Monkey monkey," in tranquility's dome.