I was never ready
but always willing,
unable to refuse
the volume of the moon.

I was never ready
but always willing,
unable to refuse
the volume of the moon.

Every single day
She reminds me
Life’s worthwhile
All that I want now
is to see what’s just beyond
the other side
of that golden mountain range,
because I’m done with alleyways
and there’s nothing left behind.
He fell hopeful as the rain
in the bosom of her love,
while she gazed at the clouds
which seemed to shiver.

Her calm
was his desire,
because he knew
any resistance
would surely mean
death.

What looked like yesterday
out a kitchen window I saw
tomorrow and everyday
moving forward
as carefree as
a walk in the park.

It’s not the job that does a man in
but the off-days,
when he’s got the time
but still can’t find the reason.
Did you know that feeling weird
suggests something supernatural or uncanny
and that feeling this way,
unsettled and mysterious to even yourself
is an extraordinary occasion for
growth and development?
Well it is, and for that, I applaud you
on this ability of estrangement
we so often take for granted, though I
take as a blessing, because you are a blessing.
When the changes you make
need no validation,
you’re moving in the right direction.
Where there is enlightenment,
there can be no such thing as a mistake,
but growth, and growth only.