to the country

I do not value one thing over another, but rather the freedom to satisfy my desires in their dance through opposites. I do not believe in deciding on likes, just to box them in to constants in my life. That seems as naive as placing a bloomed flower in a glass case with the expectation that it will continue in its perfection despite its lack of rain, dirt, sunlight.
Happiness doesn't seem to be found in the isolation of what we think we want in our lives and from ourselves, but the realization of the exuberant life that flows from the romance between all opposites.

At this time in my life the city has bloomed and fallen, so that now a change of season is required to harvest my future blooms. I do not argue that I love or long for the city more than the country, or the country more than the city, but I am grateful for the opportunity to ride these tides out to sea as much as I do to shore.
I pray to never feel posession and control over what makes me happy, as it would surely only weaken, if not kill, all these gifts that are powered by the circles of life.