spiral self

I am not a set thing

I keep flowing

Shifting and emerging

And every now and again

Solidifying in those moments

When life plays a chord

That is familiar

To a certain dancer

In the band of I

Who then takes center stage

For a while

Freestyles a routine

It rehearsed a million times before.

Perfect!

Yet, fit for another life

A thousand moons ago.

And just before

Launching into

The final sequence

It melts

Back into the flowing stream

Being danced

By a new

Unfamiliar tune