life is art

Changing flows, too many lows, mornings usually best ~
It's not usual and it's not a lack of rest.
Like an energy drain, outside of me ~
​Some reason to dive deep, a possibility.
No need to go too deep, body's been saying all along ~
Had tried a new thing, uncertainty of ~
Wrong now float back, my usual authentic love.
Once again, live and learn, always grow with things you know ~
Change is good, open for, listening truth will flow.
Up and down, fly and ground, moving in and out ~
Experience each side of a fence, balance calm with tense.
Sometimes I see all, other times I'm blind ~
Scattered thoughts, feeling pain, loving or I'm vain.
Different eyes, effect or wise, life continues sway ~
Both are part, mind and heart, win and loose life is art.