when my mind is free-floating
I always take the long way home
the route secures a path for itself
disclosing what’s on my mind
the long way is a method for discovery
an interval to unravel the knotted twine
most of the time.
when my mind is free-floating
I always take the long way home
the route secures a path for itself
disclosing what’s on my mind
the long way is a method for discovery
an interval to unravel the knotted twine
most of the time.
A curious tale of the mind a-wandering! I like that the poet has stopped to make the point.
Thank you for your comment, Peter.
I love the imagery of this writing!
Thank you for your comment, Susy.