Is happening right now,
Everywhere around us we move through
Perhaps searching for relief, calm, peace,
Whatever it is we spend the moments searching
And then we get tired.
Maybe because we didn’t find it.
Maybe because we were looking too hard,
Like seeing the forest for the trees
And we feel so low as we wonder some more,
Where is it, I had it a moment ago and now it’s gone
And so we give up, or keep searching
For thoughts to stay in some kind of order,
To feel or be normal,
A strange word is that one, normal.
What is normal?
I ask myself that too and still don’t quite know how to answer it,
Except I ask,
I throw it out there and wonder in my tired mind state
And right when I am on the verge of giving up,
Walking away from the thought I lost,
I suddenly get a scent through my soul.
Yes a scent,
This one was almonds.
Now I love the smell of these sweet little nuts
And I stopped and thought to myself, what?
Surrounded with machines that belch oil
Like a kid after a bottle of rootbeer,
The machine oil, so unpleasant,
So far removed from anything that smells remotely good,
Yet it keeps finding me,
This calming almond smell
And I close my eyes and just let it settle over me like a happy cloud.
I never did find that thought
And I don’t think it could have been that important,
But what mattered was that I asked
And my answer was a lovely thing,
Yes, quite lovely indeed.
Yes, that was the thought.
Through the things that bring you unease and angst, there will always be a little insight,
Even a fragrance unexpected from out of the blue that tells you, just breathe.
It’s all gonna be alright.
The universe just told me so.
I just should have asked for cookies or something I think?
Thoughts from a very tired mind that keeps malfunctioning in strange ways today, just like my computer and everything I touch. One of those Strange days indeed. Now I shall sing some Lennon I believe….yeah….I shall do that.