Flutter

Flitting here,

Then there.

Landing everywhere,

Staying nowhere.

Thoughts a nervous flea.

Here; no here!

There; no there!

Spinning, flipping,

Running, jumping,

No thing ever done—

For what can be accomplished

When I’m six places at once?

Be still my soul and flutter down.

Choose a flower, drink in deep

while resting in the sun.

To your surprise, you’ll find at last

that something can be done,

when finally you’ve stopped your chase

and rested in the One.