Still

My heart is as placid as the

lake, and a rowboat glides smoothly

over the stillness

whilst underneath life churns.

Things eat each other.

Dive bomb birds,

cast lines reel,

and memories swirl

but the rowboat continues

to the very center

unperturbed

and drops it's anchor

into the churning

homeostasis.

Kineticism

It's as though magnetism

is pulling me into every

possible corner of my existence,

but because equal and opposite

force is being exerted

from every direction,

I remain intact and still,

while highly energized

with potential.

Hope From Lilli

Beautiful Lilli bud,

frosted over before you could bloom,

tonight I sing for you,

flowering voices filling the room

and we grow because you made us want to,

what many of us needed

was a sweet miracle like you.