Shrug away the saddle of gravity,
and float free through this reality,
unearth the joy of a liberated view.

Up dissolves, always retreating,
down wrestles, always pulling,
Neither are accountable to you.

Forward insists on forging a destination,
while all else is mired in hesitation,
and, as need arises, can be made anew.

Hold fast to your curious nature,
be bold with choices that bring you favor,
in the variety of forwards to pursue.

I know the weight of that pressure,
but nothing can hold you down,
even when you feel the most tethered
don’t be so shook as not to look around,
find your forward and push through.