What is this my mind is saying
I know not, is it now praying?
Praying for what used to be?
Praying what I would like to see?
Are these prayers?? These thoughts within me
Cannot hear them, nor can I see
They’re tormenting, yet enhancing
Sometimes still and sometimes dancing.
Trying hard, I cannot reach them
And I can’t tell how to teach them
All those things that I’d like to say
Since they won’t let me have my way
Flitter flutter just beyond me
How they gather round to hound me
Teasing, yet cherubic singing,
Leaves my brain with something winging.
Are they prayers or something wanting?
I don’t know, but they are daunting!
Driving me toward something higher
Til my mind is filled with fire
Bursting forth a blaze of glory.
Like a hunter with his quarry
Which will win this endless fight?
Thoughts of darkness or those of light?