Decisions of Desire

I looked out at the beautiful view

Mountains touching the sky

And flowers bloom

Why do I decide

Which holds more beauty?

A rocky peak,

or pretty petals?

Is it not like comparing citrus and pomme?

A heavy metal song

or a delicate poem?

Do I crave sweet or salty?

Both or none?

Figuring out is part of the fun.

Taste all I can, lick with my tongue,

Hopefully, I'll know by the time I'm done.

Left with more questions than answers

Still can't bet on the boxer or dancer.

Maybe my landscape requires it all?

The mountains, the flowers,

the freezing river, the burning fire,

the breeze, the trees, the rustling leaves

That's what I need.

In love with everything and every possibility.

I'll avoid a label If I am able

Even if I favour one over the other

That doesn't mean I don't like either

06/30/20