The thinnest sheen of
ice perches atop flowing
river. Tread lightly.

“Whether this is the first day of the Apocalypse or the first day of the Golden Age, the work remains the same…to love each other and ease as much suffering as possible.”
- Ram Dass

A first post on a new platform
like a first step
on a virtual moon
tentative
unsure
questioning
the push to self-understanding
made me resist
the pull of connection
pushed me forward
as with many I imagine
hoping for a better platform
a better world
but not under any delusions