Thinking
back tonight over my life and where I’ve landed and how crazy that has been.
Landing
When
you go up
You
come down
You
fall from a great height
You
try with all your might
To
become you
When
you stay in one place
You
find your face
And
it is washed clean
Of
everything that shrouds
Your
true identity
And
this entity
Emerges
from winter’s cocoon
To
be a rock star butterfly
As
you fly from bush
To
lush rose petals
And
find the nectar
That
fills you
Fueling
your half-drunk
Half-planned
path
Until
you finally land
Slowing
down,
To
actually smell the roses
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