Is this who I am?
Outside events reroute time.
Acorn roots bear much.
Written Ramble
You have to want the sunshine to be able to feel it all the way down to the center of your bones
Resentment seeks hold.
Cursor blips blankly for cure.
Super moody playlist on full volume.
Tenuous embrace
bridges perfect imbalance.
Seesaw tears break free.
Early morning remembrances of time passed and yet to be.
Every moment lived
absorbs wholly thereafter.
Faith stored for winter.
When disappointment does not leave me feeling disappointed.
I saw the falcon.
I trust my vision and strength.
Freedom need not wait.
Brain tracking through surreal maze just trying not to get trapped
Child becomes parent
In kind trade through years of care.
Bright clouds keep trees green.
Reflective break from usual judgement tastes sweet.
Progress measures poles
apart from the head and heart.
Ripe mangos are rare.
