One Single Impression: Uncomfortable

From July 29, 2011

This downward turn
Is the way to what I know,
Have always known,
Will always know:

That diving in with everything,
I find everything I need,
Release what I don't,
And come up
Riding the current

To it doesn't matter where;

I have everything.

When I dive,
I write my name
On the book of time.

When you watch,
You write yours.

May we do it from the pure comfort
Of my joy

Perfected over millenia
You don't know enough
To imagine.

From July 29, 2011

From July 29, 2011

I couldn't actually use the word "uncomfortable" in a poem, so I worked with the idea of it.

One Single Impression