Confusing, Confusion

Too many thoughts coming at one time,

Too many words for me to find a rhyme.

Spinning like a buzz saw within my head;

Changing thoughts into words to be said.


A shattered fragment goes flying by,

A nagging thought like a speck in the eye.

Memories of those thoughts long since past,

Preys on a mind too weak to make them last.


Kneeling inside a whirlpool, eyes open wide,

World spinning round, fears I can not hide.

From the light to the dark no shades of gray;

My only salvation is found in the Lord I pray.


My trials are fleeting and my pain is brief,

The Spirit come to comfort and brings relief.

The world will be sadly, as the world will be;

Refusing the Lord and His offer to be set free.


As the Lord speaks let me hear and know;

Where His love does leads, there let me go.

The Devil may use confusion, tricks and snares,

But it is in the Lord my God I place my cares.


Carl A. Gooch ~ 20 December 2012