Like a thousand bees
my thoughts can seize
and freeze my creativity

I come up with one
and before its done
another has taken its place

My mind like a cup
its hard to keep up
with all that arises to overflowing

“Be quiet and quit
lest I lose my wit”
and wisdom to such rapid fire

Retreat, observe, and breathe
allow them to be, to weave
the tapestry of creative desire