Haibun: Where My Mind Goes

Surrendered to my thoughts, I go about my day. Sometimes hours can be missing before I come back into being present with what I’m doing in the now.

To be honest, the times I’m most likely to live in my head are the times I am faced with something I fear and don’t want to confront. I know I want it to be a certain way but it’s not, it’s a desire that has slipped from my grasp. It’s too late, what I really wanted feels gone.

And in my grief I rehash it over and over trying to get it back. The peaceful present gone with what I really wanted. It is my desires and wants that have a hold of me as I litigate the past.

like a bottom jaw

toothed to shred the raw, mountain

in spring’s renewed draw