Turbulence

12.6.12

The cool breeze warms my face,

evanescing away with my inner calm,

the essence of my stability

leaving behind lit kindling in its place

sparks on the verge of extinction

hurling me into the fire

in their desperation

headfirst into the latest paradox

curlicues of ever-changing emotions

each one whisked away by the next

into the bright oblivion of discarded memories

spontaneously combusting into new meanings and desires

invisible sentiments melting into reality

incapable of holding their own

uncertain in their fluidity

evaporating at the mere mention of the last sunset--

and the sun's impending reunion with the horizon,
hopeful for the sunrise