Hole In The Hedgerow

Poetry, Stories, and Other Musings With Spilt Ink


Flotsam

Do I listen to my brain?

So calculated and thought-out.

With backup plans for plans B and C.

Do I listen to my gut?

So instinctual and wise.

With knowledge from somewhere deep within.

Or do I listen to my heart?

So bold and so brave.

A compass that never leads me astray,

But with no way of knowing what lies in my way.

Or am I just this fleeting speck of flotsam?

Floating my way through the Milky Way.



One response to “Flotsam”

  1. I try to find a place where the three meet, or at least harmonize. Wisdom, I find, lies there.

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