sun-spackled copper
— Everything has changed
But it was only really my mind, reckoning
what it missed
When it focused on its reckoning
Last go round. How there was always another
play, another way to settle things
without settling.
Everything grows, everything leaves
everything else behind, to expand to
what it is.
Watering's the easy part, when one feels
the space for others,
Not to understand, there is no understanding
the ways of people!
But to allow, the only thing you
really want.
