I am drowning in an ocean of possibilities
Where will this current take me?
Paralysed – unable to move
Running – to stand still
Crawling towards an imaginary inner peace
That would find me if I was patient
But I am not
Overwhelmed by an ocean of opportunities
Which way will I choose?
Dreaming – to see what’s real
Listening – to hear the essence of every word
Waiting for the sky to clear up
So that I can see the answers written in the clouds
This is all I have – all I need
The silence of the night and the thin outline of the moon
They will take my hand and push me until I am where I need to be.
reflections of an unquiet mind 