Looking For Answers
What do you do
When your spirit is pacing inside
Your body like a caged animal?
You are uncertain what is preventing you
From making a choice
Any choice
Maybe fear of falling?
Leaving behind the cocoon of friends and family
Predictability?
When you reach the end of a road
Do you take a weed whacker and forge your own path?
Or continue down a familiar boulevard?
Or distract yourself with something silky,
Shiney and soft and that leads you in circle?
How do you refine truth from illusion?
Your own intuition from others’ expectations or
Wishes that you stay “safe” and “nearby.”
How do you distinguish between practicality and excuses
When all your thoughts, feelings, urges, intellect
Are spinning like coins on a table top?
How do you get to the calm eye of your inner hurricane,
And become quiet and still,
Where are my answers?
Copyright © Rose Losey | Year Posted 2011
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