Doing? Being?

Sitting on a chair

Just sitting

Feet on the ground

Grounding…

Like electricity on it’s poll

For to fly up into bright skies,

While fair and wise,

Is for me

not

For Instability reigns

At such heights

Unstableness is king

So I ground myself

As electricity does

To keep from blowing in the wind

© 2016 Severiano Manalo