By making an example of myself
I can show you how the brain
Tends to run dizzily, round and round
The same track
While trying to comprehend
What's actually taking place
For example,
Do you know which part of my brain
Is writing the first part of this post?
My defense system
How do I know that is true?
My defense systems is trying to bamboozle me
So I won't see myself as I am, right now
You see, I fear that if my story does not move forward, soon
You'll lose patience
Your interest will wain
And you'll go away
And leave me alone
And then, I might lose sight of my self worth
On the other hand
My brain feels too fuzzy
To switch tracks to story telling
And as bean and barley soup didn't do the trick
Everyone who loves me wants me to call the doctor
Though that thought is beginning to seem wise
Perhaps
I'll make that call ...
Tomorrow
PS
Do you see the unsure side of my brain fighting with the decisive side?
Putting off until tomorrow that which may wise to do, today?
On the other hand
I don't feel so ill as to feel the need to make that call
As to story telling ...
The wise side of my brain tells me not to write about tragedy
When I am feeling unwell
And my spirit may be vulnerable to absorbing too much darkness
As happy doings are taking place in my family, right now
The wise part of my brain suggests that if I hope to energize
My immune system to fight off this bug
It's wiser, by far,to concentrate on thoughts of happiness
And leave the pain of yesterday tragic experience for a stronger day
I love when all the parts of my brain get thrown into a mix master
And eventually a fully baked train of thought pops out of the oven, at last!
So, flu or not, I'll end for today with my smile and corny mind, intact!
J
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