Mar 2021
Clarity at the edges
But blind in the middle
Myopically navigating
This treacherous terrain
Feeling put upon
And put off
The mind wanders
Lost in fog
Until at last
I yell STOP
Breathing in my essence
To be who I am
But blind in the middle
Myopically navigating
This treacherous terrain
Feeling put upon
And put off
The mind wanders
Lost in fog
Until at last
I yell STOP
Breathing in my essence
To be who I am
I find I often ignore the most essential things in my life.
