I Wonder

The clouds and the sky play peek-a-boo, 

the wind uncertain whether to bring

storm or flower-light,

as I am uncertain whether to stay

or follow the tug on my suspenders.

I don’t know how to know.

What will I miss in the here 

or the there, the birds refuse

to reveal the truth 

of my flight line.

The clouds refuse to stay.

I wonder. Should I follow.

published in Medusa's Kitchen