At times my mind seems like it stalls
As if it rests on laurels
And yet those moments allow some re-generation
Time for me to sit and not think about anything
Where my friends are
What my family are up to
How my old workplace is coping without me.
Time to reflect on nothing
No doubts
No fears
Just empty thoughts
Nothing to upset my balance or future
Moments where youth is forgotten
The mid-life events no longer in focus
And the ageing frame I occupy no longer aches.
I am learning to treasure these moments
And the more I take these 'time-outs'
The more I feel invigorated
And when I return to normality
The clock starts to tick again
Then thoughts begin to encourage hope and pleasure
Welcoming my mind back from pause
I feel alive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem