Sometimes you can want something too much,
and in overreaching you out yourself as the one
clinging to what no longer exists.
The human drive to possess what we can’t have,
to understand the incomprehensible,
to make sense of cataclysmic change,
takes us, ironically, to where we didn’t want to be… a place by ourselves.
Is life simpler in the animal kingdom…
where the citizens are guided by instinct alone,
no motives, no emotions cluttering the landscape?
They live, they die, the world rolls on.
Life as it spools out doesn’t shock or dismay them,
their days are an endless struggle for simple survival,
existence distilled to its essence.
Is it better to live a life of awareness,
with all the heartache attached,
or to cruise like a lioness on the hunt,
defending your territory,
staying alive through experience and cunning?
On the windy days when the sky is more tan than blue,
my heart is on the grassy savannah.
©JSmith 09/13/2021
Playing for Time 
Sep 14, 2021 @ 08:59:02
Being human is to live in hell.
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Sep 14, 2021 @ 09:58:29
Owl, I agree that whatever of heaven or hell we experience happens in this wild and solitary life. It offends my sense of justice and my stubborn bent for caring, that for some the balance swings far to the hell side. It’s just wrong, dammit.
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Sep 13, 2021 @ 17:13:28
I think we’re all far more burnt out than we know.
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Sep 13, 2021 @ 16:38:14
omg
took my breath away
the savannah, as I live and breathe
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Sep 13, 2021 @ 16:50:29
Aw, I love you, sistah. 💋
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