Through our dentists
we understand the depth and significance of roots.
Wind
I am a feather in the wind. Goodbye.
Hello again.
A Molecule
I am molecule among molecules,
tossed and thrown,
breathed in and blown outward.
Caressed less than I am kicked.
Ambition
Aspirations change us from time to time and
we embark on something we think we believe in
but is maybe not suited for us,
and after being exposed to the tyranny of ambition -
of getting more of something we aren’t sure of -
we lose so much of what we are.
Positions
This afternoon was once tomorrow, and will soon be yesterday.
Originality
Every beginning spawns a million more,
every path leads to a billion forks,
a billion forks to a trillion possibilities.
Dust
If we come as dust we are only returning to our true selves.
Everything in between is exterior decoration.
Solitude
In loneliness one seeks a description.
In solitude one is the description.