in the name of passion

what are we to do

the royal we

the we who must live under the spell of passion

who wake up to the dawn of awe

who drink the first morning dew

the we with over active imaginations

that can create any reality

but often choose the loops

that can stick thoughts

like molasses

thoughts that stick and still

somehow

zoom faster than

a humming bird's wing

are we to

spin

outward

reeling like kites

through our days

whirlwinds of connection

a heart on stilts

are we to sink

deep

down into the psyche

the basement, the past, the memories

are we to sit

still

like a rock in sand

feelings frozen in flesh

what are we to do

in this dance we call life

in chance we take

in risk we float

in love we fall

in life we live

Of Meanderings