Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Everything is spinning,
turning, and changing,
and my life is becoming
unnecessarily complicated.

I'd like to return to
life before all of this happened;
but it's impossible.

Quietly, gently,
I sense a great Presence
whispering to me,
"Trek on, my tiny wayfarer,
I have this all figured out".

1 comment:

  1. Life is ever-spinning, turning, and changing my friend. It's fluid. It will always be a turntable...it's just that some songs are happy and some songs are sad.