These days I find myself revolving around an open ended question.
I dont find myself worried or left on a cliffhanger,
No, these notes dont sound good on the breath of discovery,
My walnuts are chesnut brown
And my drawers are filling up with notes
That have inches and arrows scribbled
Upon their worn and wearing shoulders.
You see, the game is but a dice I’ve been carving.
No choice wrong just doing and not doing.
A collaboration of antivibration
Has taken its seat next to the campfire I sit at nightly,
With a small dosage of 5% ABV
But the streetlight illuminates my path home
Though I walk through dirt and pastures
To find my bedroll and cedar.
So I ask the questions that need no solving
But need collaborating,
I ask the answers I know,
But believe the cosmos knows too
For in believing in that orbit
I have put faith in my family,
And my family has led me right into discovery
With an open ended question
Resting on the lips of eager grasshoppers.
Tag: grasshopper
Summer’s Warming (day 2582)
I saw your presence in the stars
Pegasus and Andromeda
I saw your sweet eyes make their way
From Daisy to Burdock root
In long grass, hopping to and fro,
I watched my heart chase yours
Like a grasshooper of such pleasure
Summer’s radiance warming so
And of a Poplar blowing in the wind
I watched you walking through
Back and forth across the field
Exploring what I’m forever yearning.