Still

Still I am…
And distill my stillness still,
Some substance and residue plenty to fill…
Yet, in stillness how I distill.

Here, there, wherever…
I wonder, I wander everywhere,
Neither satiated nor had my kill…
Yet I am so still.

Fleeting memories fill times bygone…
Fluttering thoughts find future untold,
Aloft near or beyond the distant hill…
Asunder, yet so close, It’s love or fear you instill ?

Stoic and neurotic, heroic and meek…
I am resilient, I am weak,
What couldn’t be, was not to be…
In the remnant you, what do I seek ?

StilI am…
And distill my stillness still,
Some substance and residue plenty to fill…
Yet, in stillness how I distill!