Bottomless: The Place that Mind Forgets

Thinking, thinking, thinking,
What a way to spend my time.
If I’m not thinking I’m planning,
Or rehearsing, or preparing.

After a while it becomes too much,
“Stop!” I say.
And I stop,
But then start up again
When I’m not looking.

Soon after I wake up,
The mind wants to flit about
Like a child at play;
It can be amusing to watch,
But it can be
Difficult to be mindful,
Amidst the every day.

I get lost in my musings,
Or lost in activity,
And sometimes consumed by
Both simultaneously.

I forget what I’m doing
In the middle of a task,
Or lose track of
Where I’m going,
Or what I’m after when I get there.

This mindfulness business is tricky
There’s no doubt about it.
Just when I’m sure I’ve found it,
I realize I’ve misplaced it,
Or overlooked what else is happening.