The whistling wind changes
direction with each gust,
unpredictable with its temperature
as are the strings of life.
The unknown is the thrill
it brings with it.
A child like grin
as you stare at the beginning
being pulled by the strings of life.
Embracing whatever the results
is part of the feeling of living
may bring tears of emotion
for seeing, absorbing pain
or unexpected joy in the bones.
One never knows what will be felt
from the tug of the strings of life.
December 26, 2018
© Andrew Scott - Just A Maritime Boy 2018