Metamorphic
Mind shifts.
Sailing in shallow waters
Skimming o’er the sand
Watching for emerging reefs
All the crews are on hand.
The sea shines like a mirror
We’re blinded by the glare
Yet we wait in suspense
With eyes fixated on a stare.
In metamorphic mind shifts
My mind is in suspense
Will I learn the answers?
Can there be recompense?
Each corner I am taking
There’s a new barricade
Moving through the mystic maze
Is this an escapade?
A spree and a shenanigans
Or the real world
My mind is in a vortex
My equilibrium is whirled.
As I stagger to my feet
Looking for some steadiness
My balance is out of kilter
A mind enveloped and in stress.
I’m keen to read the writing
And dispense with the suspense
Sometimes my world seems upside down
I search for common sense.
©
David Rudder
2023
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