fleeting

Sometimes there is nothing as nice as having a blank mind as I do now….
Then you realize your mind is full of clatter. …full of moments, experiences ideas, thoughts….all fuzzy
When your mind is blank
When you don’t seek to ascribe meaning to everything or to make sense out of everything….
You notice the clouds….the white clouds racing across the sky
Just below the clear blue sky….that goes nowhere….
The permanence of the blue sky…reflected in the blue ocean below…much like ones life
The fleeting thoughts and clatter
Races through my mind
But on days like these
When I find the clarity and permanence in my blank mind
Life makes sense and the madness of the world will come to pass
Just like the fleeting white clouds

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s