Lions Mane

These are the moments
to sit tight and ponder
not chase fading rainbows
across wild blue yonders

Look not for thrills
a fast pulse or cold chills
just watch the shadows
slide down
windowsills

Some day to be ready
rise up and move on
Pack a bag,
hit the road
say goodbye
and be gone

But between and betwixt
the dark night and morn
I’m moving
quite slowly
and feeling
quite torn

Torn by the truth
by the times
by the knowing
that life is a boat
and living
means rowing ~