Even Flow

Even flow, thoughts arrive like Butterflies

Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away

Someday yet, he'll begin his life again

Life again, life again...

~Pearl Jam

Like always,

I was thinking about the times long gone

tree that still stands there and so does the rising Sun

still so fresh, animatedly etched in my memory

but good way off my reach on the contrary

those suspended times I often go back to

to school arcade, nigh park or my college street

Like always,

I was thinking about the times ahead too

if truth said I don't have much to tell you

explorin' heterogeneity of my oneiric world

feelin' the ceilings, measuring how vast they will be

familiar faces smiling, fortifying every turn

while I keep swimmin' uncharted territories

I don't have to think about present times

not much juggling with reason nor with rhymes

do what I got to do, stroll, jog or run fast

winds of every season past, all mixed at one

good times wrapped along rough times

feathering sharp edges moments of fun

It takes more than just efforts, sometimes

flow isn't always so even, oddities stretched

along the tracks, debris obstructing

the flow of rain, left alone, I alone sloppy and enraged

I do what anybody would do, actions- reactions

without much ado