Align

Well, I know

I’m doing myself in.

It was always meant to end like this,

with my undoing.

Unraveled and unadorned,

I unfurl.

I am the pearl.

Hustled and grinding

and polishing my Magnum

Opus, opal oracle of my eye.

Thrown for a loop

and rebounding

fractal light,

I won’t fight it.

Peaceful ease

through the sunbeams,

recalibrate your alignment

for the chaotic good dream.

I’ll give you everything I have

but not

a single solitary grain of sand more

from the lands I don’t yet know.

I’ve got the inklings

and and ink to spare.

Sit tight.

I mean,

I know you won’t,

but keep me in your heart

wherever you roam

and sit with me

for cosmic tea time promises

and I promise you won’t be disappointed

if you’re into that sort of thing.

Whims and wanderlust wings

will carry us together through

the zinnias and fire rings.

On Tradition

Aus Gott wird man gebor'n, in Christo stirbet man. //////////////// Und in dem heil'gen Geist fängt man zu leben an.

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