Whenever I can’t think of what to do next, I’ve learned to take a deep breath (four seconds in, six out). Then, I hope for the best. I ask no further questions- an act of annunciation. I no longer wish to solve the puzzle or see the world in binary code. I no longer need to know how the rest ends. Presence today is all I need.
Just me and my friend time, and if I can drop a rhyme or two, that’s fine. We are caught in a divine dance, just biding, getting by, and soaking our feet when directed toward the sun.
The emotions inside ride on auto. I watch them on the conveyor belt. Sometimes, they jump off and hit me. I love it when that happens. My heart knows hard times and engine burnouts. It even needs to be restarted a couple times a week- by the beauty of the world unguarded.