The Corners of my Mind

 

Around and around, the wind blows through the corners of my mind.

Memories of times past fill the darkened cavities,

While streams of sugarplums dance in others, Still…

Around and around the wind blows through the corners of my mind.

 

Crevasses fill with the darkness of despair,

While others, filled with life’s hope.

Oh, to choose the journey through these synapses, Wandering…

Around and around, the wind blows through the corners of my mind.