O, My Mind

(Written Friday, April 16, 2010. Oftentimes it seems the most important and fundamental task in life is the most difficult.)

O, my mind,
open to me.
Sometimes I don't even know you,
there's so much I cannot see.
Each moment is mystery,
sacred fear I trust.
But within unknown truths,
to know you is a must.

O, my mind,
what is it you really want?
I'm back and forth along this course,
past decisions haunt.
So often unwise,
so foolish and young.
Yet within such short years,
time can seem so long.

O, my mind,
this moment much reveals;
can patience ease uncertainty?
Does honesty heal?
In some ways I know the answers,
in others, forever blind.
I guess I'll forge ahead this path,
and leave them all behind.