gia

choice

relief

when you realise

life comes from you

 

no set path but a

    building

brick on brick on brick

on brick

stay still, nothing happens

but myself

     the only constant

I can move

 

and no word or look

can tear up such a well-paved road

this

      permanence

man-made and sure

 

I am sure

I am sure

life comes from me

   I choose