The Mind Drifts
The mind drifts
free-floats gaily
far, far from its moorings
lighter-than-air
Associations stream
in-and-out on
ribbons, wisps of lazy strings
hanging from rose-colored kites
Dark forces loom
yet undetected
thoughts breathlessly racing
beyond our tenuous grasp
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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