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Sunday, February 24, 2013

A River of Thoughts

in my head
there is a river of thoughts
flowing
inexorably 
 
sometimes 
bubbling

sometimes
roaring and rushing

it can be really crazy in there
have you noticed?

perhaps not
for often we 
are not mindful of the mind

and yet
our thoughts
color our world
 
how we speak to ourselves
brings us joy
or pain
fear or hope
 
 In my head
there is a river of thoughts
sometimes it is important
to sit on the bank
 
dangle my toes in the water
and watch it go
by

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