Our minds are like machines
Constantly running
Gears spinning
There are times
It just never quiets down
Accept for when you need it to speak
Our ideas flow like waves
Waiting for a flicker of inspiration
A flame of stimulation
When the winds don’t blow
The new ideas become slow
Stagnant and still
Trust the time
And give space to your mind
For the passion will resurface
Take a breath
Away from the stress
In a universe of constant motion
Just as thoughts can be transient
The sense of limbo in silence is fleeting
When desires arise
Do not fight the calmness and desolation
For that’s a platform of creation
To start new