Tick. Tock. See the clock.
Watch it unlock the chains of unconsciousness.
My mind stretches, shrugs, and clunks to a start.
Ticking to the sound of questions abound, questions posed in silence.
Introspection, the mirror of my self-reflection, restates the question of my life’ direction.
Mind’s eye glossing past a cavalcade of remembrances, first smile to last tear.
Memory, living beneath a façade, penetrates consciousness as love does to the heart.
Bubbling to the surface with a fizz and froth, pleading for its release.
Some sweet, some sorrowful, these moments of silence liberate the mind through the deliberate.
Tasting the bits of life from the past, learning to live for the future.