The human mind still a mystery; 
what seems misfortune
can be miracle.
Sorrow can become smile.
Tragedy can turn into something
quite else.
In the memory pool, 
the sad ones float
- skim the surface
  and see what gets caught
(remember and release) .
Depression is a deep thought
that takes a long time
to be thought through; 
sometimes when it's done, 
it starts again.
Each day has its own mood, 
its own memory
and emotional cycle.
A minute changes everything.
A mind can create anything.
Explore the mystery...
Embrace the contradictions...
                                               ...the human mind.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed the human mind is the most complicated work of nature....so difficult to predict or decipher...good write.