To melt, release, let go.
All those hard edges. The fort for positions. Effort.
Tension in the jaw. Furrowed brow. Gut wrenched.
Dreams held tight.
Melt into the softness of clouds. Fall into water. Become the gooey centre of caramel.
Effort and striving require the counterforce of softness.
Perhaps today it is time to fold into no-thingness.
Photo taken May 24th, 2019
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