#51 (breaking the cycle)

I pause

and hesitate

and look back


discipline

is a word

is a concept

is not always my friend


trying  to feed

what nourishes my soul

I sometimes wander off the path

and taste some of the mushrooms

growing along the way

entcicing me with their elusive beauty


far from perfection

I’m throwing more words

into a forest of letters and numbers

that inhabit my drawers

wishing for some peace of mind

I’m planting even more digital seeds


*lunarpoet, 13th April 2016

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