Lift up the cover and look <br />at the things scattering, <br />hidden, secret things; <br />the way insects <br />search for escape <br />when rocks are upturned. <br /> <br />This is not a quiet mind. <br /> <br />Once, <br />I thought that I may have seen <br />the door that a few things <br />do manage to slip away, <br />right on through. <br /> <br />But there is still time, <br />I have to believe, <br />to share vital information <br />that could change <br />worlds, <br />lives, <br />and history. <br /> <br />That is precisely why <br />I refuse to carry a watch.<br /><br />Ayn Timmerman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-quiet-mind/
