I Don't Know what to Do


Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?

"I don't know what to do." That's what I hear

So many times. I say this constantly.

Yet what I mean, I cannot say for sure--

I only know I'm lost, it's hard to see


The purpose in my life; it's hard to feel

What's best to do--what I need most in life

And what my duties are. I must be real,

Authentic in myself, despite my strife;


Responsibilities are hard to bear

When what I have to do takes me away

From what is true and good, from what is rare

About me...so I say this every day.


I need friends' help to work out what to do

And need self-love. Above all else, that's true.


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