Uncertainty

The trees are taller than infinity

and their leaves extend like an abundant canapy above me.

The sky is spinning

and I imagine it to be as unsure about direction as I happen to be.  

There's a bright blue light 

streaming through tiny cracks high above me

warmth beams through my curious fingers

as I run them through every avenue of convolution.

To get a glimpse of freedom

from the damp murky expanse I’ve condensed myself into..

like a can of concentrated orange juice

I need Reconstitution…

Resolution…

Absolution…

 

I need…

 

certainty.

Reviews

[Brjden (Bridge-Den) Cre..]

Great piece!! And I'm glad to see you here! (don't know if it's me coming back or you) Your descriptions are always top notch and your intelligence is always great! Uncertainty is to be human and though the poem's short, it hits the point almost perfectly!
"To get a glimpse of freedom
from the damp murky expanse I’ve condensed myself into..
like a can of concentrated orange juice
I need Reconstitution…
Resolution…
Absolution…
I need…
certainty."

Incredibly beautiful!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Awe this is brilliant... even the good things in life can come with a price if we are paying attention... that is what I see reflecting from this piece...
nice ti see you writing again.