“Such is Life.”

Crescendo.

Descending.

Soft and fleshy, a turtles underbelly.

Messy and unbarred, a flight from afar.

Spinning, Spinning

Dipping, Dipping

Tripping, Spilling.

Spilling inside out, contained and stout.

Feet.

Back on the ground, look around;

Fill my lungs, sweet breath unchecked.

Move me, fill me,

Until theres no more.

Just

a

Drop, drop

Stop, for today.

A Poem By L.V. Roy, “Sometimes life is a flow, sometimes its a weight- what you choose thats your fate.”