REFLECTIONS ON A PROFILE PIC Everything moves. They are transient. I long for certainty yet the unknown is my teacher. I dance, I decay and lift myself above... the earth that fails to ground me. Such misconception to sustain, let flowing feelings allow the joy and sadness just to be. With no goal I flounder in this journey that only I can choose. In the present I have arrived. But there is no home.
Posted on: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 22:51:25 +0000