fiercely lethargic
passively restless
mixing
mighty black yin
with powerful white yang
for fog-bound soft grey
direction circular
forming spiraling vacuum
spinning faster
and faster
till dizziness prevails
and I’m flung to the ground
recovery time passes
now … where to move?
decision
decisions
erupting from the mind
stack up upon each other
till towering, they topple
leaving ruins of nothing
ghostlike and vast
perfect for my spirit
to stumble and explore
creating its own maze
of frantic
inertia
Comments
Excellent, we all live in a frantic state of inertia sometimes, you’ve captured this really well, it’s great!
hey Melissa … I’m well chuffed you not only read this piece but liked it too … a smiling thank you from me to you
– alfie