A patchwork of branches
Framing a turbulent sky
Clouds, bits of blue.
A restive state
embodyies entrapped energy,
alternative directions swirl
restrain impulses to move
sharpen the edge of anxiety
blur purpose
cloud self reflection.
Is the path ahead
found from from within
by ingenuity
or just from exhaustion,
or is it found from without
by some lucky glance
up an opportune alley?
Wherever found the rush of energy
may overwhelm judgment.
Would that caution could temper release,
could open horizons
as well as destinations
could employ the restive energies
in productive ways
that would open new and beautiful paths
on which one could sometimes walk slowly
and savor their beauty.
Aaltoe's Blog 
June 2, 2021 at 2:40 pm |
I Enjoyed reading.
And so, In my restive states, I Be Still, harness, and mold.