On the Validity of Action

I’m catching acorns in my mouth
In the hopes that in fifty years I will become
A solid oak
Stable in my surroundings and moving only
With the winds and seasons
In the upper layers of my psyche
I identify a feeling with no solution and
Wonder if it’s a
Feeling at all or if it’s just excess thought
To be purged as the day draws to
A close
Or if it should be nourished
Or if I should stand in the mirror and ask
Why until the answer is meaningless
Just a temporary exercise in the face of
A very ephemeral eternity

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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