This unbound love
That pulls me in to this moment
Crafts me with a fine appreciation
for what will happen today.
I will die, I will smile
I will shake with the
momentous knowledge that love
is at work in me and no
matter how hard I try
to turn from her - she will
find me - pick me up like a pawn on this particular chessboard
plonk me back ready for
life and love to square off with me again.
If only I could stray
If only I could create exactly
the kind of life I want
then I’d be content.
But I wouldn’t - it is the flow
of the unknown
it is the yes by the tent
in the dark to walk to
an unknown woman’s room
it is the yes to still feeling
more in my body, give myself
wholly to an unknown future
that truely satisfies my longing.
I do not know what today
holds. Do not know what
January 2nd, 2023 holds
The less I hold on, the less
the rope burns my hands - the more
I can climb this granite faced
life - leaning back looking for
purchase, not safety.