You may think me erratic, how I choose the western winds, to guide me. I fold, in its fleeting breeze, and I reshape,to the form of its current. You may think me unstable, for my inaction without, the western winds. But of course, any day, I’d rather be a fool, carried and swept by life,…
Category: Other Works 2024
What a masterful partner I follow! Life, she leads me, with such imagination and fluidity. Her volatile rhythm, swings me all around in asynchrony. Her erratic cadence, sways me all about in anticipation. On the first count, she’s detached in her expression,pushes me off-axis, thrown backward, my body is tossed into flight. But on the…