Emotions twirl in eddies
spinning in spirals that rise and fall
a whirling vortex of feeling
completely consumes the moment.
if permitted it flows in rivers of silver.
dams built to slow or stop the flow
create a backflow that floods the banks.
trees uprooted in the floods’ wake.
emotions felt deeply smooth out
the roughest rocks given time and toil.
the river will eventually flow unimpeded
Irregardless of my wishes.
learning that allowing it to be what it is
gives me a new freedom of expression
and prevents the blunting of my passions.
permission, an all access pass, given to be
just what I am here to be: me unimpeded.