Matthew 7:26-27 

26 “But everyone who hears these sayings of Mine, and does not do them, will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand: 27 and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, and it fell. And great was its fall.”

My mind has settled down ... it sunk into the sand.

It cannot move right or left ... just looking up is there.

I still think it is flexible ... as on my own I “stand”

as I will lead friend or foe ... into anywhere.

Not realizing the depth ... that only dreams are left.

Imagination runs its course for I am anchored in the sand.

Illusions become fact ... as I wind up bereft

drowning in expectations through never developed plans.

“Sad to say”, you mention ... a life without a course.

A path not at all designed ... by me or fellowmen.

Maybe there is the answer ... that knocks on heart’s door

to wake up like a flower to bloom ... in my time so spanned.

Jan Wienen