I dance as I’m swept along by the wind,
not clinging onto the trees.
Twisting along past those rain clouds,
going just where I please.
Those old roots are in my pockets now,
I’ll keep them moist and fed.
Until I plant them in the ground again,
remembering how to embed.
But for now I’m like a spinning feather,
light and catching the sun.
Dancing across these earthly planes,
laughing and having fun.
I’ve been that couch potato before,
I’m not doing it anymore.
As when each chapter is over now,
I know there’s more to explore.
A bit how I feel at the moment, with most of the things that hold me down in storage, I’m lighter, I can move around easily.
We can put roots down anywhere we please at any time, we are not trees. As beautiful as they are, we don’t have to stay put, we have the ability to change our environment at any time.
Why spend life in one place, become like trees in an organised orchard when we have roots we can move. We are so lucky, we are able to explore and make the most of life. Stop off, experience and then move on to experience more.
I know it’s not how life works, I know we need jobs, need connections and these things keep us in one place, but isn’t this a pity. I’ve stayed in places I love and that’s great but I’ve also stayed where I’m unhappy and that’s just not good enough.
I’ll settle down again but for now I feel a bit like a feather and I’m enjoying the experience.