SOMETIMES THERE IS
TOO MUCH AND TOO MANY
Sometimes there are so many lights
that I’m blinded - so many suggestions
that I’m not sure which truth is best.
Sometimes there are so many books
and too many words coming at me like
I’m in a snow fall. I don’t know which plan
to choose. There are so many voices
that I can’t hear - So many directions
that I realize I’m lost. Sometimes too much
is too much and so many is too many.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015