Major distraction powerful confusion
innovative woven tapestry
vivid words non-spoken sensual
conveying sense of disorientation
discomforted spiritual turmoil
imaginary imagination being lost and disconnected
from myself in retrospect
my amnesia has no recollection
there's no consciousness denial I have a headache my brains on fire my stomach aches my soul is on fire my thoughts are scattered I'm lost in my own forest if not for my light of clarity at not memory like drops of rain fall to the ground splashes forming a puddle a stream trickling down the sidewalk off the curb to the sewer drain I remain tangent lost and disconnected for my own memories and identity fire fire so I ache with intensity of the emotional physical pain fragmented and disjoint nature thoughts and emotions forgotten and forgiven struggling to find my foot amidst the steps of my inner turmoil
Negative thoughts, like voracious weeds
Swiftly grow into despicable plants;
Positive thoughts, like the tree seeds
Grow strong and deep from within;
When weeds grow, entire place they occupy
Whereas trees accord shelter, when grown
And under a big tree, weeds cannot grow;
So whenever negative thoughts strike
Make your positive thoughts hike
Alone wanders
The white heron
And picks pathways
Through streams wending
A peculiar kind of a bird is he,
Who looks like some sort of bird-bush
(or tree)
And perhaps he goes
And feeds at God’s knee,
Does he…
7/12/2019
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