Fruitless Battles
Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 9:50 pm
In a thought a moment grows
Expands and makes its home
Takes its shoes off, wiggles its toes
And looks for fertile ground to roam.
In a thought time has no grip
No boundaries or protective walls
Into a moment a mind may slip
No one to catch it when it falls.
In a thought I sink or swim
Through muddy water all alone
Looking for a branch or limb
To grasp and pull me safely home.
In my thoughts I take the world
And try to place it into order
Gathering pieces as they're hurled
To fit inside a puzzle's border.
And when the last piece falls in place
I must step back to see its face
And before the image starts to fade
I see not the picture I thought I'd made.
My thoughts can be a tricky lot
Waging fruitless battles I have fought.
Expands and makes its home
Takes its shoes off, wiggles its toes
And looks for fertile ground to roam.
In a thought time has no grip
No boundaries or protective walls
Into a moment a mind may slip
No one to catch it when it falls.
In a thought I sink or swim
Through muddy water all alone
Looking for a branch or limb
To grasp and pull me safely home.
In my thoughts I take the world
And try to place it into order
Gathering pieces as they're hurled
To fit inside a puzzle's border.
And when the last piece falls in place
I must step back to see its face
And before the image starts to fade
I see not the picture I thought I'd made.
My thoughts can be a tricky lot
Waging fruitless battles I have fought.