My mind is a whirlwind going a hundred miles a minute. It spins around and around and around one subject until it moves on to something else.
My mind is a tornado. It can destroy my happiness and force people to run for cover.
My mind is a raging ocean. It tosses great waves of water that will eventually sink the ship.
But...
My mind can be a field full of lovely flowers. Something fun that can be gazed at.
My mind can be a forest in the early morning. Full of quiet and beautiful things.
My mind can be a pond. Looking into it I can see the reflection of a person I want to be.
All I have to do is choose. My mind can be an instrument of great destruction or it can be an instrument of peace.
Most importantly I hold on to the moments where my mind is peaceful as I brace myself for the whirlwind once more.
