Through Lack...He Finds

Lacking inspiration he presses on the keys Fluid in motion, forward he proceeds To continue to write about his thoughts for the moment Knowing they will change for he knows his mind Never constant but continuing to unwind Like a see saw ride going up and down Fluid in motion, up and down and not around A constant state he seeks and he has expressed this before In his poem “Equilibrium” about a sense of balance His hand aches from the typing and he rests for a second Finding himself once more his thoughts stream out Like the wireless network on his lap top before him His mind is a processor of enormous speed Sometimes too much quickness is not good in itself For thoughts come and go and he tries to capture them all Expressing in free verse he remembers a time Driving and thinking about the concept of fear A quote came to him “Do not give power to fear; sometimes it is wise not to listen to that inner voice” He is again poised to achieve Assure of himself, he writes in the third person, he will get that job And all will be well He is confident of this for someone high above is looking after him Through his angels on this planet we call Earth