I have been thinking a lot today about energy. The whole good versus evil, light versus dark, positive versus negative thing. Lately, some dark has been spilling into my consciousness, more than just the usual. Perhaps, spilling is not the right word. I guess it has been more like walking over to a neighbor’s house and borrowing a pitcher of milk. Yes, it’s more like that. I’ve been borrowing someone else’s dark milk and pouring it over my own lovely bowl of sunshine and Honey Smacks.
Well, borrowing makes you think they gave it to me willingly when in fact they don’t even know I took some. So, I have been sneaking over to my neighbor’s house and stealing their dark milk to take home and ruin my perfectly good bowl of cereal. There, that’s better.
Anyway, I decided to write a cinquain about energy, which now seems almost pointless since most of this post is going to be about milk instead of energy. So, try to forget about the milk and find my cinquain below… oh great, now all you can think about is the milk!
positive or negative,
life tells the tale
of which choice we make.