April 22, 2015

On top of the curving crest
Falling, crashing down
Another builds
Riding the waves
About the poem:
I’m not surprised now when in a single day I feel like I hear the best news ever and on the same day, the worst. Today, possibilities and serendipitous miracles alternated with a shooting in a friend’s neighborhood. To be neither greedy nor devastated, but yet compassionate and excited. That is riding the waves.
Day 21 NaPoWriMo

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