Sometimes the only cure is to create. The grinding gears of a frustrated soul churn the waters of poetry and sets fingers afire. You are a creative being. Within you is that fire, that water, that earth. That wind that blows when pressure systems build and meet in the atmosphere. Droplets fall to the …
Tag: tension
Ballast
I am a balloon drifting in-between limitless, frightening, untameable sky wild with possibility and peril. Firm, broken, fertile earth welcoming, anchoring, the comfort of gravity and a soft place to land. Drifting in the tension of elements heaving ever upwards away from safety to unknown (adventure?) and the gentle, forceful, weight of pure physics keeping …
