Vacillate
It’s something that I simply do
Oscillate
Something old to something new
Then back again and back again
I search out for the intricate
Only knowing what is dubious
This shifting comes on, furious
Leaving me breathless, silent
Incredulous
Life should not be this way
But yet, it is this way
Maybe life should be this way
A coming, a going,
A yay, a nay
All in the same breadth of a lifespan
Wide as the needle’s eye
Narrow as the galaxies
This paradox will melt your mind
Or it will simply help your heart get stronger
I could go on, I could stay longer
Or I could just simply be
Songs From the River 