Thoughts drift on the train
aimlessly thinking off the rails
watching the scenery move
way too fast
getting there much too soon.
OM and breathing
emptiness and cereal thoughts
fill the space
where only breakfast should lay,
but I circle round
in a colorful way
back to the fruit loops
that never come my way.
I see donuts in chocolate
and glaze confection too,
smiling faces bring laughter
but I thought I was five
eating hot dog wraps and pop tarts
for my morning fare,
and now I wonder why
I can only think of rounded oh’s
instead of blissful OM’s
and the fruit loop of thought
keeps rounding the bend
perhaps the rainbow
that brings a smile
or a craving for sweets
from when I was a small child.
Don’t ask why but my mind will not get off the thought of Fruit Loops today, even after a nice peace filled meditation earlier, so I guess they needed to be written about….here you go, spoon by spoon, or at least sentence by sentence, enjoy.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 