My eyelids laden, I’m in a daze
I feel the world whirls about today,
The simplest tasks take extra thought,
A wandering mind drifts on a cloud.
The body weak and faintly stiff -
Not from exertions that should have caused,
But from the subsequent increased space
Where adrenalin once flowed and passion reigned.
The mind is tired too, you see,
From too much thought and expectation’s pleasure
The simple question ‘what if?’ takes its toll
On working thoughts of ‘what is now?’
But spirit sits atop the tree
Oversees the gentle faithful step
That brings me here to comfort kept
And takes my world from no to yes.
Rest my weary head upon a cushion soft
And take the time to recharge throughout;
Silky thoughts that cleanse my mind
Refresh, re-live, respond, rejoin.
