Shuffling Thoughts

In the cool morning air I sit
Half awake and full of questions
Longing for quiet relaxation
On a beach perhaps?
Or a mountain peak?
The clouds cover me and the trees embrace me ever so gently.
The day is young, but I am not.
Caught between mother, daughter, wife, friend, self…
Shuffling thoughts and prioritizing
Waiting for clarity
Longing for peace
Begging for strength…

Life is funny.
Life is cruel.
Life is beautiful.

And here I sit… shuffling thoughts.

Tori Burris Inkley
8/20/18