Welcome...
to the crazy planet of my mind
Because the holidays have me package in emotional foolishness Because the words break I find my writing depended on such “right” circumstances that I fail to do what calls me This time of year always clutches me… My passion for emotional life has always been strong, clawing to understand our humanness I find space to evaluate my growth as a compassionate soul throughout the year... but now, this time of year holds a space of evaluation like no other time of year Why? I’m not sure Bonds have fluctuating meaning, you spend years with someone and the instant a connection is broken it’s as if the time and space between never existed. I struggle with this aspect of our human connection. The cycle is dynamic but I always return, the problem is the missed connection lacks recuperation And life moves on Time spent, a few minutes, hours, 20 years, a life time… we are all connected and disconnected at the same time. I, you, me, we The unknown, and then we all go back to the same place wherever that is and pretending to know is the deepest sin. No matter. My intermission is spent in reflection Finding the next adventure until the time comes when I return to nothingness or some thingness…
0 Comments
|
AuthorThe Only Child Archives
April 2024
Categories |