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
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