Mitchell's Mustard Blog

May 5, 2015

My conscience breeze

Filed under: Just a Thought — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , — mitchellsmustard @ 5:17 pm

You come and go like a strong breeze. When you come around, I have to hold onto my wits before they wisp away like everything else in your path. I’m headstrong, yet emotionally bind. Grab my boots and take me for a stroll, to hear you whistle around my ears keeps me from a silent surrender. Feeling your weight against mine, pulling me to-and-fro, close to the edge, back into the safety of your whirling grip, and then out again. Unstable and second guessing the next move, keeps me alive, awake, able, able to get my ducks in a row under the strong breeze. It’s not an easy task, but practice makes perfect. My conscience breeze keeps me on my toes, builds me up so it can ground me once again. Years of war, to become an unlikely alliance. Pulling at my puppet strings, like a kite, battling against all odds, don’t give up, don’t let go, because, you can’t trust a silent conscience breeze.

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