Thursday, January 19, 2017


My thoughts swirl restlessly
like the glass of water

I keep by my bedside,
steadied in brief periods

When meditating, praying
for answers currently paused,

Only to have emotions ebb
and flow when moving,

Not as peaceful as the water
placed close to me;

Restless, searching for a
solution lost in the journey.


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