Damn Good Stuff

Restless Sea

My mind is a restless sea of thoughts.
Ideas come as waves,
radiating outward from my inner being.
A storm, causing ripples that thrash about in all directions.
With no form or shape,
peaking, then crashing without discretion,
a useless power.
Then,time and motion
commence with duty.
Aligning and combining my mental forces,
transforming scattered waves
to an organized swell
of untapped potential.
Groomed by opposing forces
of persuasive energy
the waves are shaped,
ideas take form.
Now,
marching in unison
their force can not be denied.
Exploding with precision,
over the sands of time.

Hanging out at the ocean

Damn Good Stuff!

Danna