A New Way
Of knowing
A new way of knowing
Nothing can be sure.
It keeps the blood flowing.
Where there is less is more.
Unpredictable changing
Winds and currents move.
Constantly interchanging
Nothing left to prove.
Layers upon each other
Burying the past
Trying hard to smother
What we know won’t last.
Making small adjustments
Going with the flow
Treasuring rare moments
It enhances what we know.
Releasing animation
Creativity as well
Feeling a sensation
Reliving what we smell
Is it evocation
A thought hard to accept
Or an open invitation
To remove what we’ve kept.
Creativity flowing
Coursing through our veins
A different way of knowing
How to release the chain
In between the open walls
Outside in the garden
Flowing with the elements
With no beg your pardon.
Pieces of the past don’t last.
It’s a brand-new day.
Flowing and knowing
There’s little else to say.
I watch the sunset rising.
It glows in red and gold.
And hold my hands to the west
and let the night unfold
©
David Rudder
2022
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