I want to leave. Not just this room, its people, my breath crushing waste. Not just this tethered sham, absurd marionette world. Not just this crafty shepherd’s panacea. No. I just want to BE elsewhere.
I want to know. Is all you and I do, say, achieve, share, prepare and care for; Is all you and I admire, hate, spoil, cry over and destroy; Is all you and I hope for, taught about and embraced over, Erased by the cosmic gardener?
I want to be still. Rejoice in NOW, sense everything, leave nothing unsaid, undone. Nature’s confetti; good for the moment then left to the rain.