When wandering eyes
Meet wandering minds
When all the things you fear
Become all the things you hold dear
When desperate hearts
Meet distant minds
When distant focus
Meets desperate attention
When all the things you want
Become all the things you can’t have
When all the things you can’t have
Become all the things you need
When the want of an end
Meets the unceasing beginning
Then comes the middle that never ends and never begins
Short little poem I wrote about focus and anxiety.