PONDERING

 
 
 I like to weed and need to, too, 
 but now is not the season;
 I like to read and read good books 
 and for this I have a reason.
 Just water these plants;
 Mop up the floors; 
 do you think it’s time?
 The bigger thoughts, 
 the big ideas,
 They may have to wait.
 Right now is the moment 
 for thinking it through
 
 It’s the time to write down a plan.
 I’m going to work on this for quite a while;
 So I can find out who I really am.
 I hope I can!  I hope I can!
 Right now I feel like an air borne bird,
 Not knowing where to land.
 I’m not looking for an easy path,
 But for the road to home
 I’ll be alright when I get there
 And will no longer have to roam.
 The feeling is there; I have it now:
 The music, the sun and the moon;
 And the sweet moan of ecstasy.
  Stanski
  December2, 2019 ^