float
There are countless times where it feels like life is passing us by far too quickly or where we take what we have for granted. Float is a piece that breathes to acknowledge that in the midst of chaos, there are so many things to be grateful for and that we will miss the beauty of life if we continue to focus on the depths of humanitarian expectations of what the world declares a life worth living. During a season of life where one can get caught up with everything external, I wanted to bring my head above water and acknowledge that when things get difficult and circumstances out of my control begin to take the reins and rule over everything; that I remember it is all temporary. I won’t float forever, but I do know that sometimes it is difficult to focus on the good when it seems like there isn’t much to offer. Perspective is everything. How can you change the narrative?
Float by Anyah Jackson
As things are, I float
above myself as if
I am sitting, yet my legs
aren’t long enough
to touch the ground.
I dangle there. Wait
and wait and wait
until the constellations
unravel the night sky.
The sky has always been
enough, though we
are spoiled to realize.
We take more than
we can give, yet the sun
still brings morning
as the moon does night.
There isn’t enough gravity
to ground me; nor affection
to reciprocate love.
Can I go back
to yesterday only
to press pause on today?
I still feel like
I’m floating above
myself.
I’m real, but not all there.