Softly gurgles a steady stream of
aqueous eddies…
from deep within my fluent dreams…
A silent river of thoughts steadies those
thoughts that can never be tainted.
They run through my veins and heart each night.
providing me with peace, and solitary privilege
but out of everyone else’s sight.
Every thought I've ever had
feeds on all my troubling worries and fears.
It freely flows, never meaning to be sad but
directed by current reality whether far or near.
With random tears it transforms me each and every night
by its long meandering course, but out of sight,
it’s a never ending river of thought…
fuelled with secrets that can never be caught.
It’s foaming waters soothe all my troubles away
a stream of thoughts that constantly flows
comforting me when I drift astray…
and perpetuating my sanity wherever I go.
This river could almost be defined as “poetry”
with figurative suggestions woven into its language…
but I’ll settle for it being my mental health
in moments of thankful sobriety.
Cascading thoughts, shapes my mind, but of a different kind,
the past, the present, a glimpse of the future with,
I’m between lucidity and confusion, in a trance-like bind.
my thoughts circle round, this thought imprisoned life.
Cognitive waves washing across my mind,
a way to stay atop this emotion that I feel,
like a tide of inner emotions, I can't seem to find,
my inner-self, watching despite that, my mind still reels.
Inner reflections of my soul,
the unravelling of so many hurts and doubts,
The scar of pain headed towards the goal,
lay open the deepest parts, that I've kept out.
The constant flow from one thought to the next,
My mind rushing round, I barely keep track
rushing through me like a river, that no one expects,
my ideas unfolding like a never-ending stack of cards.
My minds eye opens up my spirit,
my innovative visions, so beautiful, yet so deep
this ongoing exploration is surely no easy feat
the vibrant images my mind's eye does keep.
The flow of thoughts on a journey that I partake
mind maze , a labyrinth of wonders, even an abyss
A hundred miles, a thousand miles, across some mental lake
confusing, intriguing, mines a mind-twisted, tiz.
Random thoughts from the depths of my inner soul
clambering over each level, each determined to reach its goal
Lessons learned in the mind’s knowledge I find
by trekking through the gateway and listening to the wise…
Lost in myself, a state that’s so hidden,
that I must continue to always explore
No compass will ever reliably guide me,
but beauty found in discovering so much more.
G.P.S. 1st June 2023
(Pictures courtesy of Google Images)
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