all friends are best

you get
angry
and
you want to leave.

you get
sad
and
you want to leave.

you get
so
very
blindingly
bored
and
you want to leave.

you have a
new job
elsewhere.

you have a
new love
elsewhere.

you have a
new hope
elsewhere.

and
you want to
leave
where you are.

and
you want to
go to that
elsewhere.

this is not
to say
that running
from
or towards
is wrong.
this is not
to speak
negatively
on the reasons
for our vacancy,
the reasons
for our inhabitance.

no,

this is only
to speak
with love.

for love
is a motion.
and life
is a motion.

to move
your body
is to love,
and
to love
is to live.

the breath
expands you,
the breath
relaxes you.

the breath
moves you,
for all of
your life.

what a friend.
what a friend.

a mountain is snow capped and magnificent, above a small harbor and its run down boats

Published by Zak

an intertidal island in an ocean of impermanence.

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