The drifting mind

The serenity before storms,
edges tinged with the hope
of beautiful days beneath beckoning skies,
drifting in thought to the wisest words
as we float on the waves of this life.
Where do we go
turning inwards to face the fear
and the thousand nameless eyes that see,
do we truly hear the whispers imagined,
the taunt of the crowd as we stand on the precipice
and stare into the abyss of self
wondering how it became,
how this ocean of everything grew so deep.
We close our eyes and dive in
trusting the calm of our sanctified heart
buoying us upward into the freshness of air
and the simple sound of laughter heard from somewhere within.
To know we float on the top
like thick cream bubbling with effort,
when we stopped to just be
we were carried away to this place
that we had unknowingly searched for,
and damning the eyes that stare endlessly
with the vacancy of a run down motel,
falling apart at the seams
the ruin of time and elements
we are unable to save but ourselves
and free the mind of the terror
and the will that stands strong to endure
for another day is breaching the horizon
and a song plays melodies in my thoughts,
traveling down the desolate highway
we float on the oasis of our dreams
and with a tattered copy of words
penned a century ago yet still felt so true,
set free we follow the piper
to the tribe that waits beyond the stars,
where a simple truth heals.

28 thoughts on “The drifting mind

  1. I found you in my Spam-alot box…ha, what’s up with that? I never find you there….pulled you out, brushed the dust off and boom, thank you, lots going on there for sure….. drifting minds go where no man has gone before….

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  2. Pied piper sir, and I am well below the hurricane here in Florida. I feel horrible for all of those souls dealing with the no power, flooding,etc…..how’s things in sunny Mexico? And I try to be good….insert evil laugh here😃

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  3. Beautifully written. Down with the damning eyes already…sadly too often our own anguished afterthoughts that keep lapping at the edges.

    I’m so happy you have little Zuzu and will be honoring her with a blog of her own! Smudge sends purry greetings to Zuzu (sounds mischievous!) and condolences to you because he lost his mother cat when he was very young, and still doesn’t know what happened to her. Though he says Elouise is doing OK so far, and D is even better since he’ll do just about anything for him! 🙂

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  4. No,action here in Florida weather wise right now. Work today then off two weeks….life is good indeed and new kitty doing well too…she’s a joy, when she’s not attacking her toys…..sponge bob is her favorite toy😊hugs and love, K

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  5. Drifting in to the wisest of words..as float on waves of our mind
    You have a gift of crafting an image
    What a cup of morning joan
    Good Morning Kim
    I just had to hear cause I know your down there where all the action is
    Big Saturday Morning Hugs
    And I hope that the rest of your weekend is swell cause when the words feel good…you feel good

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  6. Good to be back, had to go through a bit of mental adjustment….feeling more positive and started a new blog about and from the point of view of our new kitty. Zuzu’s petals is the name of it so working through the sadness of a lost cat and the gift of a new one💜

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