Mystery

The mystery,

The mystery of my mind,

The fear,

The joy,

The despondency,

The enthusiasm,

All dancing together

In a wild whir

Of anxious anticipation.

Then,

The clear waters

That flow,

Weaving and burbling

Across the terrain

Undeterred

By it twists and turns,

Hills and hollows,

Always finding its way.

I sit with it all,

I am it all,

It is all me,

This deep,

Wonderful,

Mystery.