mind wind
Head's in the hurricane
mind full of spinning
thoughts appear and blow away
disintegrate with stability's thinning.Too much of noise and pain
gone too quick for this fool to learn
unsure of when or what or why
like a particle colliding at CERN.Can't find the quiet mind's eye
a respite for this chaotic brain
then a glimpse of a glimmer of why
of the butterfly that fluttered this bane.When will sanity reassert itself?
And is that future a mere maybe?
Or will all come to reason at the last?
When I'm back in the arms of my baby?
December 2003