This poem is not finished
This poem is not finished
It is for you to
Not finish
:- Doug.

Be thankful for med lights: they give you a few seconds to meditate.
:- Doug.
Our lives a muddle form
Wading, at times stepping
From clarity to clarity
:- Doug.
Feeling in the muddle a bit just now, needing to let things swirl and sort themselves out in the centrifuge of the day.
:- Doug.