I am Nature

Think like a wave

not forward and backward

but rather gaining power

from the cyclical motion.

Periods of rest and then

rev, periods that may feel

like withdrawal but truly

it is for the pulse

of its own power. All things

in nature, follow this wave

and I am a thing of nature.

My life

a captivating, continuous crashing

an aggressive tumbling, trapping

my body and thrashing it around,

turning it over again and again until

I lose track of up and down

and front and back, until

the linear track of my mind

becomes so jumbled

it has no choice

but to relinquish

its form and flow

in continuum with the wave.

I am a thing of nature

and this wave trying to captain

my life is not an external source,

but rather my innate being.

I am cyclical. The linear

line trying to invade my mind

has been carefully placed there

by the world, the society that I

dwell in. Carefully placed,

but securely fastened.

So, the wave within me

becomes choppy and unbalanced

but never does it pause.

A constant lapping against

the shore, a faint reminder

of what I am.