Sometimes I meander aimlessly through the dark forest of my mind.
Too many large evergreens with vine-like branches popping up widely,
their thoughts interwoven between the circuitry and wiring of my brain.
Can’t decide which way to go and where I should stay.
Hard to keep grounded on one thought, before climbing to the next.
Mostly, my thoughts are deciduous in nature,
reaching their colorful autumn peak,
before I fully capture their beauty.
Attempting to capture each falling leaf,
before it mixes in with the rest,
crumbling and disintegrating beneath me.
Unable to fully grasp and remember,
I stumble to the next thought
and the next,
until I am worn out.
Hard to stay focused on one branch
until one slaps me hard in the face,
stinging me to awareness,
awakening my senses,
leaving a lasting impression into my memory.
An idea plants itself inside my mind long enough,
until I am finally able to follow through,
complete a task.
accomplish a goal
write a poem,
my unfinished life,
until I reach my final destination,
as determined by God.
~written by Susan Walz
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