The mind of me.

Howling winds, raging storms.
A blizzard , a tornado

A cyclone , a typhoon
A lot of water, a flood of rivers.

That’s my mind today.
Untamed , wild unrestrained.

Hyperactive yet deficit in attention.
Glosses over all stops for none.

My mind the boiling cauldron
Bubbly water overflowing it’s brims.

Who will walk on this stormy sea
What will bring calm to this raging storm.

Jazz for a lullaby
Or an orchestra for a calming session

An opera for a distraction
Or pop music to drown out my own noise.

©Fr

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