Let It Be Poem by Herman Hoyte

There I go, my head again
Thinking things, cant comprehend
Twisting round what I can pretend
trying to guess my mysteries end

Circling, Spiraling
Twisting, Listing

I wish I had a single clue
of what to see and what to do
what means what, and who is where
When do I go, and who should care
Who shall I help, who'll share me
when to invest, when to flee

stop.
slow and breathe.
patience.
Let it be.


...I just wish I knew what's around the bend.
Please, one small hint about my journeys end?

stop.
slow and breathe.
Patience.
Let it be.