Life is a puzzle…with quite a few pieces missing.
I think…
I think I’d like to write something.
But the page stares back
As blank as blank can be.
Only trivial words come to me.
I think…
I think I’d like to say something
Something profound
From which empathy will about
But the page is silent
As silent as can be.
It’s like sitting
In the eye of a hurricane.
Out there,
The world is spinning,
Spinning round.
When the maelstrom
Pulls me again into the dance
Will it peirce me
Like a lance
Or gently set me down.
I think…
I think I’d like
To be at peace.
I think I’d like
To offer the same
To everyone and each.
But if such were in my power,
Would it even last an hour?
Would even be a good idea?
I’m not sure I know.
So I guess I’ll just
Take it all quiet and slow
I’ll take some time
To think.
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