It’s like chasing butterflies
Who has taken flight in all directions Fluttering just out of your reach Yet you are still very much connected To all of them.
It’s like knowing something for sure
Yet there are variables and pulsating sides To this one thing Which causes your mind to divide As you contemplate and engage Each and every possibility Of what where and how many things can be.
In these that be my days
Scattered energy has come to visit me But it did not just show up I had prepared for it long ago
The minute I deviated
Got distracted and contemplated One thing and then another that led me down A Rabbit hole To other worlds that felt right in the moment Yet overall curiosity stole The Whole of me And I was seduced not once or twice But three times you see…
And by the time I got back
To the place of where my day begins The day was over And I had nothing to show For the hours I did spend.
Being in many places in a mental stream
Or doing many things simultaneously yet all of it Lacking substance of becoming Something that has meaning and consistency.
It is like a dream
Or is it the real awakening Where I am suspended giving my soul And my energy To repetition and deja vu rebirths
As I spiral away farther away
From the mainstream of focus
And being mindful while living in wholeness.
And being well-grounded in energy.
