Thoughts impede
Words rattle around a filled chasm
No thoughts end, they continue to connect
Ink to paper, words on screen
Thoughtful bloodletting.

Lift me from worldly concerns
Spell out my problems and joys
Patterning the unpredictable
Words bring order to chaos
Simply by helping me understand
Chaos is an order in itself

Ancient meditation
Transforms as modern day problems surface
So much data and stimulation
Poetry is my sedative of choice