Fluid

I am moving through objects
Objects are moving through me
I am in constant motion
Always alive
Breathing
Beating
Blinking
Flowing
Arteries of expectation luring me
Passageways of chance and potential
Nothing is truly as it seams
Figures shifting
I am open
Like flood gates
The rush of possibility surging like
a river into the ocean
Something brought me here
To this intersection of past, present, future and wanting
But the reason hides like a coward under
disguises made of familiar faces
Beasts of burden
I flow through you like a stream of consciousness
There is no ending here
Only seamless continuity
And if I close my eyes
I can give in
Loosen my muscles
Limp limbs
And let myself be taken
Swept up in the flood
I am floating
I am fluid
I remind myself, I am included in this transient world
There is nothing to be afraid of here
These walls are transparent
I was not pushed here
I was not dragged by own misgivings
I remind myself
I am floating
I am fluid
This is my estuary