and we are forever in motion

I am.

anxious and worried. should I
not have better words for how I feel?
I wish I could open this frame
that holds my body so still,
and let my cells parade out
in a spasm of words that mean
what i mean to feel to mean.

i mean, what i feel is what
these words will mean.
change the definition
according to this feeling, and
the rating of its intensity,
of its propinquity, of its purity.

these words, they mean that

maybe my life is in a cycle

like running in one place, fast.

tread marks deep in the dirt,

when we try to race like this, past

all these unwanted things.

and we are forever in motion,

but moving nowhere fast. 

i mean, well, i mean is this:
is it fair to say that I am lost?

No direction in sight,

and in a moment,
i find the silence too earthly.
too still, like a rock in space
orbiting endlessly around the light
but never towards it.
this is how i feel.

Author's Note

version II. (version I is on my blog.)

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[Eagle Cruagh]

Running in place ?
Congratulations. You are holding your own.
My life has just been hit broadside by a
thrust comparable to a speeding locomotive .
I am set back in time, in body and I have lost
my place. Thank the Almighty that you are
still there in a very secure spot in time .

------ John