My mind it wanders
up & down the stairs, one @ a time.
I walk it slow
I count each step, I count each breath.
I thank the creator, I thank evolution
for my upright posture, the capability to carry my skull.
a bowl of bone which cradles my mind. Up & down the stairs.
One @ a time.
It brings my entire world
with all its complicated bits
jumbled piles of neurons
One step @ a time.