Chaos, I seek it out, an escape from the mundane, from, where everything has it's place, with arms wide, I welcome it, my heart aching to feel the chaos, the comfort, that comes with what is ever present. I could never find my way, amongst all this order, so I call it in, let it sweep me up, let it devour me, so that I can feel alive. So that my step has purpose, we are not made to live, a docile life, each moment, is meant to be a mystery, for that is how we thrive. Waves of emotions, the fullness of life, I dive in, into the depths of of our existence, to the storm that wages within and without, moments of stillness arrive like bliss, only to sail away again and I breathe deep, ready for the next wave.
