A Riddle for me..
I can't stop the thinking,
Nor can I stop the way my thoughts come together.
Truly it's quite humorous.
I can't stop this flow,
The fluidity of complexity.
The freezing water stops the heart,
But the mind cannot freeze,
The thoughts of tomorrow.
My mind goes on and on,
give me a pill?
A sweet remedy to sooth this passing.
Calm down,
Stop, and breathe.
Look around, and remember,
you won't get older thinking,
But life will pass you by.
The thoughts of aging,
Scary, but there is never enough time in a day.
Clean up the mess,
Organize your thoughts,
Take a walk,
Go for a drive.
Then get on with the next day with a fervency for the next possibilities.
Infuse your life with energy,
And get back to work.
So when you get older,
You'll look at life and know,
You did the best you could,
And you'll not regret a minute.