Soft rain,
Left brain,
Right brain,
Pause.
My words.
Your mind.
I hope you find,
This time,
Unwinds
A knot inside
Like fishing line
That’s tangled up.
How do you see the cup?
Half full may mean
That something’s there.
Half empty could mean
You do not care.
Or, that the tangle
Should be thrown out,
As it’s use again
Just seems in doubt.
But if you take the time with it;
Should you decide to sit.
The knots come free.
You’ll fish again.
From the decision not to quit.
NOT FOR RANT 