Too caught up on the racetracks of life
To take pit stops
Within the confines of my mind.
Inspired to act but not think
Extroverting the principles that once governed me.
Take the time to see inconsistencies
That lapse between the gaps
Of unending thought..
Whisper a prayer in the quiet,
Talk to the Maker.
Receive instructions for maintenance,
And jump back in the fray.