Motion

I can’t live without motion.

I can’t live without a beat in my step, a note in my walk

I can’t live without the tide rolling through the sand

I can’t live without the flicker of a flame in a candle

I can’t live without the rolling hips of a salsa dancer

I can’t live without the swaying of cypress trees in the wind

I can’t live without the flapping wings of doves and crows

Life thrives on the ability to move

I can’t live in a sedentary life

The moment I lose the ability to move on my own free will

Is the moment I stop living