not a clue, my friend

where I’m going or where I’ve been

my mind doesn’t bend

the thoughts I intend

even I don’t understand

it’s best I pretend

“It is the power of the mind to be unconquerable.”
― Seneca

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #235


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61 thoughts on “Self-awareness

  1. What a wonderful poem, it’s like listening to the butterflies inner thoughts. Loved it


      1. I’ve seen that happen a lot with those I follow and also with new bloggers. I moved to a self-hosted blog for a while, which didn’t work to my liking so I moved back to My blog is appearing in the reader again, finally.


  2. Most of the flutterby’s I’ve seen have been cabbage ones… yellow or white. But the other day I saw (Possibly) a Painted Lady – similar to the ones you can grow with young people in kits. I did that with mine 😉

    Each day, one step at a time along the journey 🙂


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