Roaming the Sand Dunes of My Mind

January 25, 2018
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Ideas are like the sand
Grains deposited by the
Waves, millions and
Millions, each distinct yet
Elusive and shifting

I try to focus
on one, but the tide
Sweeps it away,
Ever changing the shape and
Meaning

On and on they pile
Upon each other in an
Endless landscape of blended
Thoughts

I try to chase one before it’s
Washed away
But one looks
Like another making it
Hard to grasp

Never ending, the grains
Shift and change

I feel my mind slide
Along with the tide
The ideas disappear;
Lost in the dunes






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