Heavy Eyes

*Best read sideways on mobile devices*

My eyes get heavy as I pause and think.
The mind grows weary with all the undone deeds.
Ideas captured down in ink
or devised during the time to think
about alternatives and opportunities present in all choice.
It comes down to listening to not one voice but two.
The one inside of you
and another from a divine guide
to which we all should confide.

© Sean Short 2019

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