The Cosmic Goo

Sometimes, in fear, 

we cling to things

that are best for us let go,

when all the time,

every thing else here

simply goes with cosmic flow.

What a drag,

What a drag!,

if we've been snagged, 

bagged, and tagged, severely lagged,

from the places we could go!

Situations new, that wait for you, adventures every turn, 

with loops and dives and slippery slides, 

in and outside you. You panic to find a finger hold, but discover it's all goo.

Inside your face, in your brain case is how you deal with outer space, and every place you live with grace, you'll discover something new ... until you join the goo.