Waiting For Everything

As I sit here wondering when my life will take a turn

I fold my arm and ask "Where do I belong?"

I can't stand standing still

I move to much, up down and around everything

I unfold my arms to invite everything

But my mama told me that it is not good to invite everything

Somethings are meant to be left alone

But this world has a way of shutting you out

Making you look down and feel so cold

I could try to dissected it

I could try to heal and disinfect it

But the wonder in me is great

To explore where I have never been

Something call my own in a different mind state

I wonder how often this will last in me

So I fold my arms and wait patiently

Wait for a sign to come to me

Sincerely Yours,

Contemplation