This little ditty already barely fits my theme. But I stand by it because of the physicality of energy and its impact now on my earliest ways as a young existentialist. These days, with several of my nine lives under my belt, quantum mysteries like endless, ongoing experiences of synchronicity pry open some closed doors in me.
#2 of 30 poems in 30 days for National Poetry Writing Month, April 2017
Image by John Livzey