Sunday, February 12, 2017

Depends Upon It

my thoughts are non existent this morning
my creativity has disappeared
my mind is blank and barren
my words have simply vanished;

who lives inside my hear,
who determines my peace-of-mind,
who sees inside it all?

shepherds tend others flocks
as fences no longer protect,
winds of change bring rains,
flooding out planted fields;

we are determined...
we are disciplined...
we are mindful...

life intertwines these thoughts
and actions into experiences
we are told as if we need the ride
and we will always remount as
though our lives depended upon it.

8Dec16

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