Mental Congestion

Mental Congestion

A Poem by One Compassionate Soul

isn't there a bit of vapor in every psyche?
lucid, translucent...
mental congestion, recession...
where is the terra firma?
or is there even such a place?
fleeting moments of profound clarity, muddied by days of opacity...

© 2014 One Compassionate Soul


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Added on September 25, 2014
Last Updated on September 25, 2014
Tags: Psyche, mental, clarity, lucid