Levels of madness tiers of wisdom
Somersaulting between headstrong and decisive
I turn around again to face a better way
Clean soft boldly painted colors in flat planes
Stretching with vast sadness
Delighted to be alive
Georgia O’Keefe reminding me to be nakedly honest..
I bare my soul to tell the truest pieces
I want not to be heard but understood
My voice is not loud but my heart is true
Discern for yourself I will not shout
I linger over these moments
Somewhere between madness and wisdom
On a clean wide flat painted plane
Thoughts and feelings are of the day
It is what it is and happiness is close and joy is here now..
Circumstances aside always except
Where they live in my choices in my paths
The ways of my choosing create my tomorrows..