NOW & THEN
It’s a cold night,
and I have warm water to drowse me into a melancholious drift of wonder,
and I sift through my mind,
only to find a basket woven with deep entwined threads.
What is my purpose?
Questions that enthrall only the most wondering of souls,
but, I will smoke bowls and know that rhyme has no time to figure me out.
Why?
Expect not to expect…
only for a moment I spoke to soon,
thought I knew the answer to it all… how small.
THEN, a single conflict seemed the world to me, that is,
NOW, I can float and feel not an answer, but a moment, a whiz has passed me by.
And, to place so much care? Why?
To find the answer, one must live each moment as though perhaps a fish in a bowl.
It’s the now that I seek,
and with each now a goldfish keeps swimming not afraid of the word next, or, then.
Yet, somehow,
take away the water,
and the fish has become human gasping for the last breath I just wasted a foul word on!
His metamorphosis has spun round and still had not found the answer I was looking for.
Simple is the name, cuz really,
it’s all the same.
Stress is a cancer that blew the mind over the top!
So why not let your madness stop?
Let your natural body bloom,
cuz you can’t assume that your body has a single bud waiting for its spring of health
when all you feed yourself is a sickness waiting to occur.
And you’ve heard, I’m sure, the old cliché,
mind-body-soul are one, uniform,
maybe it’s true. It may sound like old news, but it’s there and you have seen the deterioration of your
elders. Just take a good look. There is something to be learned. And now this meeting is adjourned.
©
><)))*>...fishin food for thought...
No comments:
Post a Comment