Cluttered Brain Seeks Peace
by Jane Tawel
December 2, 2021
“My brain is so cluttered,”
The thoughts swirled around
And with things from the past,
and ideas that don’t last,
her thinkings could get her quite down.
There’s far too much flotsam,
a-swirling and whirling inside.
But often I find there is yet some
odd notions that serve as good guides.
“So how does one think without jumble?”
She often would hear herself mumble.
How to winnow and cull,
the good guides from the dull?
The conundrum made her fumble and stumble.
To swim in the ocean of musings,
that my brain daily paddles upon,
makes a moment morose and confusing,
that moment is gone.
And while one can’t capture a moment,
(free spirits that moments can be);
There is the Right Way to fashion this day,
and float peacefully on Mind’s swelling sea.
Free the thoughts that go ‘round,
and then lay the soul down.
See the cloud in the sky,
and watch it sail by.
Watch the bird as it flies,
and the child, as he cries.
Embrace all that must die,
so new life can apply.
In The Now, joy resides,
just by being alive.
© Jane Tawel, December 2, 2021