busy in the kitchen cooking i pause
i tell the thoughts not to bother me
i know they keep coming like waves
not knowing the destination i travel with them
nomadic thoughts leading me nowhere
all the churning of past and future forms a paste
i cannot sculpt them into forms of reality
now i am peaceful and calm
i am content in myself
enjoying the moment as is
topic:to write something that is really you or to get inspired by Rodin's sculpture
That moment stirring the pot.. it's like the silence in the middle of the storm... well penned.
ReplyDeleteall the churning of the past forms a paste..ha. i like how you put there...glad you were able to find your place of peace...and contentment
ReplyDeleteI can relate to your thoughts leading you to here and there ~ I pretty much dream away when I am washing dishes ha ~
ReplyDeleteYes, work does settle the thoughts, changes energy in the brain.
ReplyDeleteI like reading here, how you constantly work on your mind. As most of us do have to consciously keep guard.
Honest & Truthful.
ReplyDeleteI love your thoughts and your creativeness.
Beautiful. :)
it's nice when thoughts stop their playfulness and we find peace....
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