i will never be an untethered soul.

The place between places

What makes cotton burn when fire touches it?

The intangible that exists within me.

everything i know is wrong

everything i know is right

its yes and its no

its the difference in the question of,

i’m here

and

I’m here.

The always confusing, what’s confusing me right now?

question, becomes so irrelevant.

The i ‘am statement

the once betold and the same.

I exist. I’m glorying in that statement.

i will never be an untethered soul.