Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Where is my light?

Why does mind circle around?
Circling up the hill, tracing its own steps.
It’s foolish and innocent. What a pity!
It hurts to watch the sand blow away
and carry with it, the only footsteps.
The ravenous vultures strike,
some back and forth, marching to a hunt.
The thoughts a victim, poor victim
of the ceaseless death.

Do you have a soul?

Do you watch it - being eaten away?

Do you cry?

Don’t sit like a dead one, be a savior.

1 comment:

lorely said...

My mind circles around too. I guess great minds think alike....but to channel that into energy and focus...therein lies the secret