Sporadic

Sporadic,

Is when I finally decide to

              Sit down and really do this again.

Sporadic is

Realising there are no rules. And finding sense in the chaos 

          And that is okay.



Sporadic,

  Not knowing what to expect next- but accepting

        you.can.NOT.plan every next step

              of your life.



Sporadic,

      Is realising now what's really on my mind.

          Where have I been all this time.

                 

And  then the realisation dawns,

          that even in this piece I force a pattern.

Let it go.



It will come to you.