Sunday, April 7, 2019

The mind


When all that was has faded away
there is no rope to tie the mind
to the stake of present times
so it wanders through the past
touching this and touching that
like a blind man would.

There are no guidelines or directions
and no schedule or time clock
to ring the start/stop bell
and always the mind likes to surprise
with what it decides to remember.

It mingles tears with the smiles
and heartache with happiness
and dangles on a string
a variety of peculiar things
that passed at the time
with no understanding.

Intent on its quest the mind proceeds
to traverse the times that made or broke
human strength and fortitude
and I wish sometimes it would simply bow
and leave the stage of what was back then.

Not to be; the mind’s a beast
untethered and undisciplined
and now and forever will always be
the most vile and worst enemy
of the present times!