Curious: Looking Around

Attending to
And forgetting everything,
Floating in and out
As I perform my tasks;

Where does awareness go?
How does it come back?
The mind wanders off,
On business of its own,

Meanwhile, life goes on,
Conditions change,
Then I’m back again,
Looking over it all,

Noticing a sadness
Coming up
And settling in,
Weighing heavily,

But then soon
Another habit kicks in,
And I’m snacking
And feeling good once more;

Preparing a feast
For the evening meal,
More of this I can use!
It’s better than brooding.

But then it’s a new mood,
One of the lighter ones,
A calmer and a gentler
Frame of mind;

Sitting and observing
The mind’s flow,
Like icebergs drifting by
Across the sea,
Slowly melting away.