He Spins His Wheels

wheel

He spins his wheels in sinking sand,

getting nowhere fast;

he wonders where the hours went,

and why he’s always last.

Directions skewed, momentum clipped,

his focal point in sight –

how will he get to going spot

if he can’t see the light?

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We could all use a little light – is yours shining today?

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32 comments on “He Spins His Wheels

  1. Wow! Great picture and poem combination, Melody! I am really enjoying my visits here. “wonders where the hours went” becomes years before one realizes it…
    Blessings ~ Wendy

  2. lylekrahn says:

    That is a great combination.

  3. RoSy says:

    HE should have stopped to ask for directions 😉
    I have artificial light shining over me right now. But – for now – this will do.

  4. Caddo Veil says:

    Yep, we’ve got to have LIGHT. Funny thing (well, not really funny) about time and how quickly it passes “now”–I used to think life would go on forever, and it exhausted/depressed me to contemplate. Now I’m scrambling to do everything I want to, and wondering how another week/month/year just flew by…

  5. ljlenehan says:

    ‘he wonders where the hours went’ – brilliant line… Don’t we all!

  6. ericmvogt says:

    Another great poem, Melody! But I was just wondering…is it dedicated to your husband? Lol!

  7. Debbie says:

    This reminds me of “in Your light, we see light.” Thank you for helping us keep going in the right direction! God bless you!

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