My style of learning is rebellion — I reject and over time compost —eventually from the muck — rich soil and attendant flowers bloom — see how it is?
I have read these blackbirds are far more clever than I am
Does this make me a good or bad student?
Without thinking of good or bad — how does the lobster taste?
Need to learn patience again and again — its always here — moving just below the surface
Do you want to be the teacher or the pupil?
Without learning how to be a student you’ll never learn how to swoop
learn to see what’s above and below — right now
Well, y’all in that post-travel, reintegration space. Neither here nor there although I’m most definitely back, just waiting for the various parts of me to arrive.
Rabbit/Hare in the water..