Time and again, I become lost in a
roiling ocean of worries that I keep heaving
over in my mind ...
Is there a pattern I can decern?
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Dates lost, places I have been but not remembered
race across the vast shadows of thought like
tumbleweeds pushed by the winds of life's turbulent times.
Is there a pattern, and should there be a concern?
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When, where, what, and why?
A rhythmic mantra is spoken in silence,
as days come and go
then nights turn into days --
as my mind suddenly becomes engaged
I feel my body begin to slump - asking, why?
Is there a pattern that causes my heart to yearn?
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Sunrises, sunsets, bird songs, creeks babbling,
the gentle summer breeze causing a slight shimmering
of the leaves' iridescence created by a full moon glow ...
These are more precious than words spoken!
Is there a pattern or a message I must learn?
Perhaps, the messenger carrying the guideword - worthiness.
Will he foretell that what lies strewn across a lifetime should not be
held as fatiloquent unforgiven deeds but tests of faith?
Is there a pattern my heart can discern?
Or, instead, is it the mystery of what lies ahead
that causes the convulsions of apprehension
to consume my peacefulness --
rattling my spirit at its very core?
Before I reach the point of no return,
Is there a pattern, an about-turn, a good turn?
Only time will tell ....
only time will tell ...
only time will tell ..
only time will tell!
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