sometimes
all times
I can’t seem to let it go
this passion and depth felt for life
for living for others living for all living
I do not have a map to follow this
impractical passion
formed in the image of I am full of practicality
is there a happy place where the two meet
where they turn smiling together
gleefully beckoning me into their embrace
I was made this way
I am certain this way is something to behold
the first step maybe?
is to simply take the first step
not knowing is fine
not carrying anything is acceptable
not taking things along for the ride
now this then just the words even
done
what then for the second?