living my life
nose to the wind
smelling whatever comes
to me
smelling and telling
you
out front
noticing
the change in the wind
humidity
sun peeking through
the feel of morning, afternoon, evening
predictable
the feel of anger, softness, delight
unpredictable
i call my feelings in
like opening up the door
and calling the cat
here kitty kitty
what will come in the door?
will i be able to resist
telling it how to think
telling how to think
will i be able to resist telling
in favor of feeling
or lord help me to do both
you help me
i am moving
in what direction
sliding on the teeter-totter
revolving around the solar system
drawn by a huge electromagnet
that is you, that is a mirror
that is what we can be