arms and legs
forming an X
body burning inside
head spinning
round and round
up and down
heart beating, pounding
waiting to explode
where am I
who am I
I struggle
the thought spinning
inside
my aching head
my pounding heart
I am
the womb the seed the egg
the whistle in the night
the pit the cherry the tree
the soil the plant the berry
the mountain the stream the brush
the flora the fauna the clouds
the school the teacher the fountain
the walk the trot the run
the silence the noise
the night the day
the sun and the moon
I am
spinning round and round
spinning up and down
I am
that which
spins inside me
gs batty
OOhhh...spins me.....lovely creation
ReplyDeleteWell this is as good an explanation as any other.
ReplyDeleteI feel quite dizzy after that! Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThat gives one quite a 'rush'. I used to regularly get 'spinning' dreams when I was young; these days, now I am old, my recurring dream is of being lost in a vast, unfinished, grey concrete building. OOOer!
ReplyDeleteI am all..yes Old Grizz..you are..i can see the mountain scape singing and dancing through your thoughts..big..exciting..but somehow safe..
ReplyDeleteNimble, sprightly and just a touch wise...
ReplyDeleteI like this, George. You have much going on inside. Thanks for penning it for us to enjoy.
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