Sunday, August 29, 2010

Meditation on the Art of Clearing Ones Mind


I try to clear my mind--I really do--
but things keep pouring in to grab the space.
I hear the breeze and wonder why it's blue;
I feel the sunlight shadowing my face.

Resolved, I shake my head and toss them out--
the ponderous questions, maudlin songs and cries.
I litter the air with shreds of stubborn doubt,
with shards of joys and poignant little sighs.

I empty mighty hopes and random dreams,
Throw out the tedious ramblings and the rage,
Out whispered hunches--anything that seems
To take up any space! Get off the stage!

But endless are the sources of this spring
I cannot clear my mind of everything!

6 comments:

  1. and why should you.. there are beutiful things too..feel filled..fulfilled..

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  2. That's true. It just doesn't stop, no matter how hard we try.

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  3. Nicely told - it does just keep re-filling and re-filling. :)

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  4. A very common struggle very wonderfully told! Great work with this prompt :)

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  5. I love being overwhelmed in a good way with thoughts and ideas. It's the bad ones I could live without... nice work with the prompt!

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  6. Ultimately, we are here. Beautiful poem

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