Trying to interpret a confusing document, not able to deal
with chaos, totally flustered in the end by a light-headed
colleague who lives in mindless laughter and unspecified
mirth, noise filling space with more presence than objects
ever did - until my head seems to burst
Desperately counting words and trying to file duplicates,
free-falling into a furious abyss where confusion reigns,
completely overcome I simply throw extra pages away,
start on a new document – and there a bronze guy with
elongated eyes, pictures of bronze people, brought my
Mind to rest like clicking into place of a Rubik’s cube,
overpowering sound relenting, life good again - I could
breathe. While sorry I lost the morning to stress I am
thankful to be reconciled with my soul; for sure - my
body and spirit are not friends at all, my spirit
Sets challenges my body cannot fulfill - what my soul is
thinking no-one can tell. Although I like the raw feeling
of accomplishment I cannot love this!
14 October 2013
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