-a note to myself
Liberation!
Seats chained
to a top,
whirling dervish-like
over the horizon--
what a feeling:
nothing but
<<Liberation!>>
from gravity &
the sea air
rushing gaily
through my hair &
over my skin.
Seats chained
to a top,
whirling dervish-like
over the horizon--
what a feeling:
nothing but
<<Liberation!>>
from gravity &
the sea air
rushing gaily
through my hair &
over my skin.
Life can be that way,
if we open the mind
to wind,
to turning,
to the impermanence
of the short ride
over the long haul.
if we open the mind
to wind,
to turning,
to the impermanence
of the short ride
over the long haul.
© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen