Sometimes….

Beautiful sky

What do you think about sometimes?  My own answer is given in this poem – don’t forget the silence between the lines.

Sometimes 

Sometimes I think, why am I here?
What is my purpose, is this clear?

Sometimes I think, who am I?
Is this life, passing me by?

Sometimes I think, far to much,
Over analysing, out of touch.

Sometimes I think, happiness is here,
Bringing me joy, full of good cheer.

Sometimes I think, be in the now,
Embrace the moment, not the how.

Sometimes I think, fast fast fast,
Making me dizzy, this cannot last.

Sometimes I don’t think, then I smile,
Peace from within, is here for a while.

Most times I let, my heart whisper to me,
Beautiful music, my soul dances free.

So sometimes free your mind, from thinking at all,
For ALL times the light appears, when darkness does fall