My All Familiar Gymnast

You say I'm always there
But then
I am always running
Always wandering
With no patience
A flittering, uncertain thing
An impulse

It is you, my dear
You
Who is always there
My fellow muse
My sunshine on a cloudy day
A day I'm tied in bonds
But with that sunshine
And some tanbark, and some sky
You set me free

And so I thank you
For being my friend
For teaching us all
there's always more
than it seems
For the words we exchange
regardless the language,
For the laughs,
the concerns,
the cough drops and smiles,
And for everything
in between.