yester to yonder
the mountains would wander
and ponder on what they should do
"Let's visit the forest." "Let's trek through the desert."
"Let's dip in the cold ocean blue." "Let's travel the poles."
"Let's dig a big hole." "No, let's swim through a river or two."
East, West, North and South, they circled round, never settling down
Until one day they caught sight of you. Not before had there been
a more enveloping scene, they knew at once what they would do.
So they settled their feet, "Let's stay here." they agreed and to this day they still haven't moved
In a nutshell,
I’m not a circle…
but speed humps ahead
and it’s not a hurdle
I’m seeking to
We are all different leaves,
off the same Fall tree.
You were a slave
to the pre-established ambitions
of a heightless power.
due to your distinction.
into your choices.
Now you sit.
Proud of your seat,
But not knowing
You can stand.
The illusion of societal obligation.
— The End —