Tumbleweeds

 

While looking toward the plain of life

before my eyes appeared

a tumbleweed blown by the wind

quite fast and drawing near

And thus aligned did not forbear

the tangled thicket brought

enwrapped it's vine and thorny binds

till deep within was caught

And wrestling round the matted whirl

my life did spin despair

while legs and arms and body thrown

completely in the air

And all the while I wondered why

did not avoid the pain

by simply letting weed pass by

thus stepping by it's aim

But once was freed my mind did muse

the constant flow assaults

of tumbleweeds that one by one

dare came without my fault

And certain sure the weeds did come

and one by one did roll

but as they came I did avoid

my choice to save my soul

Now looking fast and study quick

when tumbleweeds arise

move to the side let weeds pass by

and save my lucid mind