possibility

I sacrifice myself

on the seat of possibility

but only

when the wind blows strongest.

 

I am born

to serve.

 

You never wonder

that I am so easily

found

 

Only that I wander

so quietly

away.

Reviews

[alan peter kelly]

tragic...the servitude...this piece could be a metaphor for many things and so i will not ponder to much outside my own perception...i try to sacrifice in an overtly selfless sense as often as was once the antithesis of this philosphy...and the quietude of ones disappearance is relative the significance of those who allow it to occur so readily without a question...lovely in its melancholy and forgive me if i am way off base...

[not on my dime]

and my heart breaks, because I can only be a gentle breeze.

[...]

. paul and AK just said it ... perfectly ... emms and i have lived it ... and in many ways ... continue to live it ... i'd call it a burden ... the one that comes with being an amazing conversationalist and being a thinker as deep as any other ... (emms and i are nowhere close to you but we're on our way) ... may no one have to resort to the silent exit ... it's heartbreaking ...

[AK]

I see myself in every word, especially the last seven. Actually gave me a chill... not that weird Chris Matthews up the leg kinda chill but the kind that you feel at the base of your spine for a second when something really makes an impact. I always wander quietly away and so few ever notice. Not that that's a bad thing, I usually am ready to get away, ya know? Yes, of course you know.

[paul]

gambling , but only when the stongest winds blow... a smart bet !! you can always trust the wind to be unpredictable... but you can always trust it to blow magic... and the most wise among us, recognize the most wise winds.
we're all born
to serve.
and taken for granted
until we're gone.
but the way you write it , the soft powerful magic flow, is like those rare days when quiet waves caress the sand, just right