sitting in a row of ducks and gooses,
feeling out of place,
squarely obtrusive,
amid the proud peacocks with their
never-ending pretending,
whitewashed souls dipping fingers
in a bath of masks,
hiding flasks,
seeking absolution solution,
pocketful of beads,
conveniently erasing greed,
living in flashy suits of rented sin
come on in
-image via Pixabay
I’m gonna leap,
I’m gonna run with eyes wide open,
and leap,
right off the edge,
no trepidus toes or anxious looking down
I’m just gonna leap,
even though I don’t know where I’ll land
Truth is, I’m not even sure if I will land,
but that doesn’t really matter
I’m gonna leap and seek,
and if I don’t find,
I’ll keep on leaping and seeking,
and see where my heart leads me
Because, funny thing is,
I’m quite certain that finding it isn’t even the point of it
I don’t even know what it is!
But I do know,
it’s all about the leaping
So, I’m just gonna leap,
and I’ll know it when I feel it
I might just feel it,
as soon as my toes leave the earth…
-image via Pixabay
Heart Breathings 