Musings © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Lost within my musings,
I'm often quite amused;
As my errant thoughts go rambling,
Often, quite confused..

In quiet contemplation,
I sit and start to ponder;
I'm apt to let my mind go,
off on a long lost wander.

In a rare, reflective mood,
I try to keep in touch;
with the spirit of our universe,
and why our world is such.

In serene, perfect solitude,
My mind is still and free;
A thought pops into my head:
What shall I make for tea?

Yogic-like, I'm sitting,
in an early golden dawn;
My thoughts are interrupted:
'Where has that sock gone? '

As I pause to analyse,
these banal interruptions;
And why my cosmic musings,
are rife with such disruptions?

I feel Him smile from above,
then it's crystal clear to see;
These ordinary, homely things,
mean the universe to me...