I watch my life
from a cliff up there.
It moves
in unplanned directions
out of synch
with what I think.
Yet, our existence
is so inextricably linked.
Our connectedness
inspires poets and philosophers.
Is it love or hate
Or what seers call fate?
Confusing and temperamental
is my partner’s wild gait.
I just exist, and
life is what happens to me.
Inspired by B’s Poetry Challenge at
Pic: americannursetoday.com

Very, very nice!
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Thank you so much!
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