Spinning

A poem in the shape of a spinning top that reads: I seek peace It's not a breeze I just want to be And show up as me I just want to breathe And create with my hands Watching my worries leave As I follow my own commands All I want is to finally find my inner home Where I can finally experience true inner peace I have been searching for it everywhere that I roam For there is a hole in my heart that is missing this piece I know that somewhere beyond this physical universe There exist a place that can be my personal hideaway A place beyond that cannot be captured in a verse Where I am the only one that can enter or stay A place hidden in the depths of my mind Where I no longer need to be afraid Nothing in my sanctuary is timed I never feel rushed or delayed I go as far as I am allowed From thoughts, I abstain Floating inside a cloud Until I think again

The world keeps spinning around, and time keeps ticking by. I desire to escape the whirlwind of daily existence and find a place of calm within myself. I seek an inner home, a sanctuary hidden within the depths of my mind. Within this sanctuary, time loses its hold, and I am free from the constraints of the external world. It is a state of being where thoughts can momentarily cease, allowing me to experience a profound serenity that transcends the mundane and the fleeting nature of time.