Preparation Time
Wildly busy
so much to do
the mind whirls around
and around
It’s no wonder bees
can’t fly straight
their minds
are dizzying and wild.
I’m doing my best not to let the gearing up of the upcoming holiday rush amp me up and drive me into a frenzy. It’s not easy, as that is my natural tendency when something tries to steal my focus, to focus down on it so hard nothing else exists anymore.
Passion…
comes in many forms.
Between sheets
skin slick with sweat.
Within a board room
voice filled with conviction.
Lying in a field
picking shapes from the clouds.
It is that inner spark,
the flicker of flame that catches hold,
and the inferno that drives us.
I am a man of many passions. They swirl around me, a fiery spark flowing through my energy like a whirlwind. Curiosity and interests abound while creativity flourishes even in the darkest of times.
For me it is passion that drives everything I do from the moment’s first spark of interest to the glimmering flame of pursuit to the full-blown inferno of commitment. It is present in my relationships, with my work, in my play, in my spirituality. It is an integral part of who I am.
Passion is the spark that makes life worth living.
Twisting the Leaf 