Isolate

When the night turns

And the thoughts come

I wonder and I wander

I walk the floor

My mind is constant

And the carpet is threadbare

I isolate the thoughts

And when one arises

I surrender it to you

My thoughts fade away

A peace has come

And I feel at rest

With that, I am thankful

And now I lay down

And sleep overcomes

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016