I look for linearity in my life
The things that fall together in some geometrical symmetry
It looks like a Rorschach painting
Always colorful, but just when the lines want to converge
They squiggle away in a different direction.
It would be easy if there was a control panel
To guide the drone along
I followed the expected paths, dutiful and diligent
And things never went haywire, they just took divergent turns
I learned to stop with unrealistic expectations and accept what is
I watch the powerful passionate dances of the young ones
I remember what it felt like then
The need to go for the bungee jump, test the boundaries
Now I am a boundary
I am not running on empty, I am not the Red Queen
I still feel free and light and crazy inside sometimes
I hate my palpable caution
I still inhale the mornings
I still relish the night