My Wandering Thoughts
Oh my wandering thoughts. Be still. There is time now.
I have a created a place for you to settle. A welcome place where you can simply be.
Oh my wandering thoughts, which of you will come first. Which of you will choose to rest yourselves among the pages.
Presently, it seems only my eyes are willing to rest, and my thoughts are reluctant to be put down. Perhaps they are untrusting that my tired mind would not do them justice. And perhaps they are right.
But this is a start. At least we are here. Word by word we are making this space ours.
A space that feels like home.
Now, for a cup of tea.