2021.04.23 Ebb and Flow

In reflection of the strings that tug the soul

to and from the duality that intersects both present and future

chaos and order, cortisol and dopamine

the pendulum moves forward swinging side to side

Sit on the swiveling chair atop the ride of time

which direction am I to look

am I to smile or frown

It is easy to forget

that we will flow while we ebb

that we will ebb while we flow

that I am neither ebb nor flow but ebb and flow

But why

why do I ebb and why do I flow

cosmic entropy or

vindictive gratitude, brittle narcissism

undeserved respite, or selfish aspirations

The amnesic imposter who feels at home

The idiosyncratic nomad who doesn’t believe in one

I find comfort in the first

but root for the second to establish his rule