Being

How unbearable it is,

The essence of being.

To behold the Joy’s of a multitude,

And their sorrows.

To climb to the highest precipice,

And plunge to the deepest depths.

Dancing across the strand,

between the sea and sky.

Between the clash of elements,

the coalescence of wind and water.

To fight is to be undone,

One must simply be.

 

© Michael Iannucci-Berger

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s