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Perhaps to tumble, as in:
Once upon a time...
Fairy tales, telling stories about our place.
Witness reality instead:
Once upon a time
A mermaid was tricked onto land.
Fooled into thinking she was a breeze.
She flies high and far in dreams...
while chains and pains kept her in place.
I do wonder...
Does she still know how to swim?
Stories and fairy tales accumulate.
Leading me to believe in many things.
Once upon a time
I knew a fool
It was... and is: me,
believing I could make a difference.
Yet I do.
once upon a time,
in my daughter's smiling eyes..
Fairy tales: stories of here and now.
What we become: is never about the place.
As each day our feet trace the tale.
Happiness is not a definition nor a story on how we should be.
It's for us to live... To who we are....
Casey Kochmer Nov 2006