Poetry

Flying by the Seat of My Pants

Life is like riding a bicycle

You don’t fall unless you stop pedalling

But what about freewheeling?

It is like allowing your life

to be controlled by destiny

The truth is that I have never learned

to ride a bike but only to freewheel

I love flying by the seat of my pants

I just love the unpredictable

I just want to see life like a walk in the park

                                                       ~ Sofia Kioroglou

                                                         Athens, Greece

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