The Transformation Of The Selves.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the lives we make
like woven fabrics
make a good design
of how we appear
in public

a silky cloth handwoven
with intricate designs
of our fantasies and
fascination about life
and its challenges

and in the river of life
where i am a part
look at me there without
any surprise
sometimes a leaf submissive
to the quite
surface
or a turtle just silent there
looking wise with
its sleepy eyes
and sometimes a rock
an obstacle
in the middle of the rage
and when provoked
changing into a black bird
agile and strong
betraying both land and water
to become a new ally
with the
tricky winds....