unraveling our shoulds

how. why. when. discover.

despair & the calling to know how

under the fire of discretion

you may refuse predictability

you don’t have to be too sweet

blue moon over Easter dawn

care of the tiny heart buds

it’s ok to wish upon stars

in spite of doubt

you are from the ancient ways

how we overwhelm ourselves

such is your unspoken passion

here under still water

writing down all that we avoid