Spring

I. shed

wake up laughing

at your dream

stuck on repeat

birth from the pain

of what has been

broken

enter the crack,

the tunnel to being

life found

in feeling

II. stir

we sit,

we stare,

the same pond

the same frog

circumference of logs

distance in feet

back up

to get ahead

start running

and then

jump

soar

fall

heart first

III. blossom

1) sit at desk,

2) think,

3) scribble,

4) listen to others

the A, B, C’s

of What They’ve Seen

I longed to be there

but I was no where

wishing to be some where

never knowing

that I could be

where ever

I found myself to be

IV. weave

human drivers

keep going

moving forward

busy, busy bees

on a mission

have a purpose

a reason for things

racing for time

foot slammed hard

upon arrival

(the hand that steers

feels only the wheel)

but moments cannot be won

or lost

they just are

like us

strings of infinity

V. spirit

see in your life

what you will to see

in life

courage,

to view the recorded

and then throw away the machine

“We shall not cease from exploration

at the end of all our exploring

will be to arrive where we started

and know the place for the first time.”

-T.S. Eliot