'roadworks'
When the voice in your head says: “move on”
Your heart has its own voice that says: “stick around”
When the pendulum swings
From one extreme to the next
Adding fuel to the confusing fire
All you wish for is one clear path
What you get are spinning thoughts
Transporting you forwards and backwards
Do you remain or move on
Ignoring the signals
The stop and go signs
As if there are roadworks ahead
Clearly nothing has been finalized
Until your head and your heart are in unison
Don't rush –
Anywhere worth going
Needs to be enjoyed
Even with the question marks and roadworks ahead
©122817052015
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2015
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