Flexible.

 

Dear you,

It has been months, busy months full of absurdity, survival and joy. For us all.  I need to speak. Brevity.

I am not dragging -

Not grieving political ploys, planet pain.

I am simply dancing along, doing what I can.

Being flexible  -

Looking up -

Hearing Rilke:

"Let everything happen to you:

Beauty and terror.

Just keep going.

No feeling is final."

Salud.

Love,

Joyce