Medulla
Written August 15, 2014
I exist in this world as if I were an endangered species…
Subject to human and environmental forces outside of my control;
Pulling and pushing me toward and against the current of time.
I am at peril. I am at their mercy.
The medulla inside me, my life essence, is vulnerable.
Its components a rare mix of compassion, love, anger, fear, and curiosity.
Its fluidity like the river water; strong yet placid.
There will be a time it will cease to breathe. I will cease to breathe.
All that will remain is the sound of the river water… in serene tranquility.