• Celia Marion

A Question

Updated: Jan 22

Sometimes there's a restless longing of spirit.

A not knowing. A disconnect. A drifting.

The child within

wanting to climb into a loving lap,

to be held.

A fast bike ride helps.

The freedom of movement,

senses alive with the wind.

Or watching the birds

soaring above,

floating on the updraft.

A visual escape

from the here and now.

It's a very subtle sorrow.

It can go unnoticed, unidentified.

Until it comes again.

What does it want?


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