Just sitting and listening to the voices inside my mind
Thoughts rolling like clouds across the sky
Diverse in shape and size with no particular destination
Concentrating to understand life’s meaning and purpose
Here we are then to leave at an appointed time
We move through what we call life, but what is that exactly?
Confusion, uncertainty and questions needed to be asked
But to who and what answers are there for us
Our minds are so limited by the boundaries of this place
Spirit tied to flesh cannot truly rise
How is effort to gain knowledge to be measured?
Searching for a peace that seems only so temporary
Longing for the happiness and love that warms the heart
Moments of euphoria that wash over and then gone
Helpful to create a word flow that has been defined as
how we relate to a world that exists on two sides
Where will you dwell, and on what side will you dwell?
Moving back and forth between the two to find meaning
Reaching for something that cannot be grasped
Leaning to experiences to find a place somewhere in this world
Routine repeated and repeated,
being tricked to thinking that movement is taking place?
Part of me stopped when my brother passed
Images of people working to save him
Me thinking of what he was thinking, when the last breath came
Wrestling with me still being here, memories we shared-good and bad
Learning that what overwhelms is to be given to another
Who is more than capable of carrying what I cannot
To give me the peace of mind I need
Not to necessarily understand, but to be able to accept
© Nolan P. Holloway Jr.
Excerpt from the book “Life Between The Words”
About the Author
Nolan has been writing poetry for about six years now and it was something very unexpected. The first wave resulting in over 100 scribes which he shared with online groups, family and friends. He has also attended spoken word events to recite his work in front of a live audience. Nolan is an accomplished writer who is truly enjoying his written journey.
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