Mental Pencil Sharpener

Hectic, crazy swirling day
More things to do than hours to do it
 
Sprinting thru life instead of living it
All of the meaningful things a steady blur
 
So thankful for the quiet times
Strong coffee and a blank page
 
A chance to step off the merry-go-round
To reflect and examine as one wise old Greek preached
 
Sort of like Yoga for the soul without the awkward poses
A mental pencil sharpener for my rusted and dulling wit
 
To liberate, coax, and net these rampant, elusive feelings
Then study them to crack the secret of their ancient code
 
Marveled by the natural flow and rythm with which they come
Savoring the chance to say something more than superficiality
 
Thrilled by the chance to talk to you soul to soul
Without the filtering, muddying of real, everyday life
 
So much so like the children I'll never have
All I'll leave behind when twenty one grams becomes pure energy