Minefield
Are you ready to come
out of the cave? Had
enough of drowning?
The mind has claws,
ties your view into knots
drags you under
the weight of stones
You know this mind
it perseverates,
steals sleep
tangles intention
Set it down
that gnarl will not undo
use powerful strokes
to swim away—
minefield mind, a drag
on vigor and time
This is an intense and powerful poem! Truly said.
That line about setting down the gnarl is the real truth, Didi. The weight of stones is too hard to carry when you are just trying to keep your head above water. ❤️