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Two to Six and Back
Driftwood
I feel diminished
Like driftwood
It feels like
I’m being blown sideways
But there’s no wind
I feel like
I’m hollow
Like a balloon
Just a skin
Life can be so busy
And directional
And empty
We all need a centre
Around which we travel
We could go round in circles
And arrive where we started
Our centre can travel
Around another centre
Around another centre
Around another centre
But where we are
Is less important
Than our connectedness
And where it is
Is less important than why
My learning does not diminish
Knowledge has no bounds
Yet it’s usefulness is moot
If it changes nothing
It’s purpose can be questioned
It’s usefulness measured
In actions
And change is pointless
If everything is new