Dawn & Dusk

What are emotions?
What do they mean?
Is there method in the madness?
Is there more to them than it seems?

They are wind vanes
Interpreting the flow of our lives
Are we heading in the right direction?
Staying true to what is inside?

But sometimes they can be gusts
That blow us off track
That stir up mud in the water
That weaken and distract

It takes years of practice
To learn to divine
The ones that are trustworthy
From those wasting your time

They are the clockface
To your ticking thoughts underneath
They are the masks
Worn by your inner beliefs

They are a fluttering veil
On the cave of your mind
Beckoning you to find out
What is truly going on inside