despite my attempts to turn off my mind, its as awake as the sun. i tried to cast my cares & trust strong grace,
to still this loud heart that disrupts my mind...
so much life...the colour textures emotions realities shapes stories; these that create a felt existence threaten to overwhelm me with jumble. & hubbub & words go round n round in my head
to & fro
playing with the shore.
except if they really were waves,
I would sleep
to the sounds of their