Tuesday, April 29, 2008

The soles of your shoes are all worn down

Photo: madebackwards on Flickr

There is an urgency; a need for something to really feel like it’s ended, or begun-in these last few weeks.

I’ve spent time bouncing from place to place.
I've spent time trying to hold on to something I believe in.

It is now time to let some slack come between me and the boat I’ve been tied to.
Finding a new boat on a new shore.
Or an old boat on a new shore. Both.

Why do I keep thinking of shores, and waves?
I keep thinking of coming home to something.
Or something coming home to me.

My arms are open in front of me.

1 comment:

MB said...

You always find the right words. I enjoy the look inside your head. (not in a weird way)
nice photo picks