avatarJonathan Greene

Free AI web copilot to create summaries, insights and extended knowledge, download it at here

731

Abstract

order to find it this body of mine has to leave its comfort zone and allow itself to be taken back into life</p><p id="861d">Some days I feel the breeze but I am not the breeze and I want to be the wind that blows carelessly through and enjoys itself in spite of all those who wish it to stop</p><p id="d55a">Cement are my feet on the ground as I watch everyone else do more, feel more, but not learn more But what’s all this learning for if I don’t apply it in the real world or allow others to share in it and engage in intellectual discourse that will get me up in the morning and out of bed, looking forward to words exchanged between two people with no subterfuge or will to win? Just a congruence of intelligent curiosity and

Options

a presence in this world No longer static</p><p id="83c9">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="925a">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="082c" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/no-one-even-knows-you-are-there-30bc7c9a8383"> <div> <div> <h2>No One Even Knows You Are There</h2> <div><h3>A Poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*lauss_bvqDo91X9e)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Static

A Poem

Photo by Benjamin Combs on Unsplash

Static is the state of my life when I accept it Good, but not wonderful A straight line looking for a bump The emoji with no reaction when the whole point of having a face is to let it speak for you without words

Stoic confidence overrides a longing for something just a little more interesting but in order to find it this body of mine has to leave its comfort zone and allow itself to be taken back into life

Some days I feel the breeze but I am not the breeze and I want to be the wind that blows carelessly through and enjoys itself in spite of all those who wish it to stop

Cement are my feet on the ground as I watch everyone else do more, feel more, but not learn more But what’s all this learning for if I don’t apply it in the real world or allow others to share in it and engage in intellectual discourse that will get me up in the morning and out of bed, looking forward to words exchanged between two people with no subterfuge or will to win? Just a congruence of intelligent curiosity and a presence in this world No longer static

© Jonathan Greene 2020

If you liked this, you might like this as well:

Poetry
Self-awareness
Self
Poem
Life
Recommended from ReadMedium