A moment and then another
I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.
I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.
I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.
I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.
7 months ago. February 20, 2023 at 7:43 PM
Mountains to climb
Climb the mountain,
Dance with silence