2011/02/24 Tides Of My Mind (Rev.) Poem by Margaret Alice

Today is the last quarter,
I’ve withdrawn, completely,
waxing and waning with the
moon, waiting for tides in my
mind to subside, lost in the
foaming illusion of reality –
an incessant activity without
content until a bright and
happy mind infuses empty
Maya with meaning

Today I succumbed to tides
in my mind, sank deep within
a shell until my brain’s broken
paths healed, until associations
and learning patterns become
clear – until I could interpret
what I saw, understand what I
heard, know what tactile
sensation conveys, until I can
form words again

Until then I am a lifeless piece
of flotsam drifting in the currents
of life without direction or
meaning, without inspiration –
just aware of the choice for life,
opposed to the state of
non-being in order to taste the
sweetness of delight when
feelings wake again...