Catching Myself

Catching myself Often I catch myself Drifting Maybe when I should be listening As if the earth beneath me is slightly shifting My heart like a cloud Floating by Disconnected from this ground Spinning around Caught in-between Important and futile things Struggling with what life means Swimming upstream Running down hill Feeling slightly unreal Then finding land Trying to understand That the day before you died I held your hand By Siobhan O’Sullivan (Linglang) 05/05/07