Of all the directions life could have gone
The connections I could have drawn
Encompassing everywhere at once
The striations zigzag from whence?
A lass who played Cowboys and Indians
Loved mammals, butterflies and amphibians
Leapt into the world without a doubt
Advanced the throttle, not knowing the brakes’ whereabouts
How did I end up here?
When did this new me appear?
Or am I the same as I’ve always been
minus the Cowboys and Indians?
I still play on the swings!
I feel countless love-strings joined to my wings
I float-fly rejoicing every connection
Still scattered, rife with affection