dear reader,
from a icey autumnal morning on a balcony,
imagine your hand laying flat outstretched in front of you
level with the horizon
imagine me clapping
and holding steady
parallelly
your hand between my two
framing us
easy come, easy go
if we allow it
profound is effortless
profound is the secret nectar
that belongs to no one
and is shared by all
profound is the places
we find to grow in
test
and try in
profound lives in the betweens
a sweet reminder of the spaces
in and around us
between and binding
deconstruct to reconstruct
fearlessly
are your semantics reflecting fearlessness dear reader?
how can we better weave and rewire ourselves
for efficiency
for revolution
for the us
that humbly lives
tucked behind we
with a reminder of
how sweet it becomes when we fix it
how sweet the process of fixing
can become
with time
if we allow it
and little by little
it shifts
and
changes
shapes
we alongside us
driven by i
honey over harshness
with a release of your hand,
as a candle framed,
