Where I Stand

Is the heart ever one with the mind
Does it ever thrum with the minute hand
Or will it always shun the slow sands of time
So eager to gun, get ahead of the plan
Always scrambling to reach new highs
To somehow strike up the marching band
A superhuman way to redefine
What it means to be greater than grand

Yet inside, I lie, hope to die, start to cry, embracing the why behind the why I seem to walk blind, filling with smoke, start to choke, at the end of my rope, burning rubber on the road, tires spin out of control, a hope against hope…

And then comes a sigh

Flames no longer fanned

As I realize

This was part of the plan

No matter how hard we try

We live where we land

In the by and by

I am where I stand

Photo by Julentto Photography on Unsplash

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

The Essence of you

Inspire Innovate Improve.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Daydreaming as a profession

Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.


Blossom. Re-blossom. Keep doing it.

Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind

"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"

%d bloggers like this: