Mine

What I call home in this body of mine

I keep it fit, walking in circles

I try to remember the dreams I have

Keeping my insight clear and honest

I don’t have everything under control

But the best things that I need

Roll forward into my space, into my mind

Sometimes I feel like a collage of flowers

Or, perhaps, pictures from People Magazine

All jumbled together with a little this or that

Bright images filtered out of the dark

Expressing all of the good and bad that bleeds

From my perfectly sullen inner feelings

To come to terms with the essence

Of all of my doubts and fears

Making my day precious and beloved

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