Still On Side

My soul
Sails
Close to the wind
Every day
I grapple
With the concept of peace
Inner tranquillity
I chase blind
Frantic activity
All I find
A mind unruly
Ideas wild
Time
No longer really
On my side

My heart
Scorched
In life’s fires
Every day
I grapple
With the need to meet my desires
Inner calm
Occasionally my realm
A hurried spirit
I catch at times
Hands restless
Made by design
Time
Still
Not on my side

My feet
Shuddering
On glass shards
Every day
I scoff and scrape
With the choices I wilfully make
Inner voices converge as one
Doubt
Nurse hidden pain
Finally a mind
Nurturing logic kind
Somehow
Time
Still
On my side

By Simone Beartrice Naik Noemdoe