State of Flow

I long to exist in a state of flow

in and out, coming and going

leading and following

wherever the wind takes me

wherever the days glow and sing their song of wonder

and nights fall and blanket me in dark.

I wish to remain in the spaces in between

where simple things dwell and ideas form and float

like bubbles never bursting

just rising

rising

high.

This is where you’ll find me

for now, and forevermore

spinning, dipping, whirling with the dance of life

and tracing outlines of my hopes and dreams

on the surface of Earth Mother’s skin.

So someday, maybe one day

they will be picked up and sewn together

into a tapestry that offers hope to someone else

who has been seeking.

Serenity Point, June 2025