aspire

I aspire to be

like the wind, the river,

just flowing,

shaping spaces 

but not claiming them as mine,

or to be a stone on the river bed,

quite indifferent, 

to the eddies 

that swirl around me,

or if a wave did bowl me over, 

I'd just roll and sit when I land 

while currents flowed past me,

unmoved even when moved 

I'd just be.