891. Betwixt (Sticks n Stones)

There’s activity in my inactivity
And I take the liberty to express
What seems as lacksidasical stillness
Is actually quite a bit of progress
As I regress and I get un/dressed
I just want you to digest
All of what I have to say
Since all my work is all my play
Without a thought or second glance
You can see me out in the distance
And I wander so willingly emptyhanded
Into the abyss, but not underhanded
With a little change of mind
I can accomplish a lot as I unwind
Because to relax and enjoy
Becomes part of the process as I toy
Moving from one goal to the next
Is how we cast our spell betwixt
And if we mull around in anguish
It’s a waste of time, so diminish
Because we’re all little children of the vine
Searching for what we could find
And the hunting and gathering gets moot
For once in our lives, we play or hear flute
Memories are all we may keep
So let’s dig ourselves from under the heap!

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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