Across the same wide sky that blankets us all, and sitting in my own small bed, I look for the words to move sideways, backways, shimmy forwards, and eventually next to where I want to be. And I ask where is that? And do I need an answer now? Do I let fate run it's seemingly haphazard course, do it's own lengthy work, or do I have to simultaneously push forward with my own scrawny might?
What do you think?
I hope that when we fall asleep under the stars that were once birds flying, that we remember the world, and the millions of tiny souls that make it up. I hope that we can love them as much as we love ourselves, and I hope that you love yourself.
Your pics and blogs kinda remind me of Carrie Bradshaw on Sex & The City. But it sorta started off like R Kelly's stepping song. Step, step, front and back, turn round and round and dip it down.
ReplyDeleteI don't know, just commenting on your comment. I think Fate is up to you, for the most part. You can watch what happens and it's still Fate. and you can strong arm, strong will, and make balanced (or unbalanced) decisions and it's still Fate. different Fates, but still Fate.
and fate is never final.