Looking into the eyes of Sasquatch
How do you compose yourself
What would you do
Protect them or
Scream for help
So much more than I ever
Knew to want is in each moment
And the grass desires the sun
Green moon on the horizon
Humble me
Draw the orange curtain back
Peek into the light
Dripping lanterns
Ambient happiness
Bright leaves to dress
The outside of our tomorrows
Do we die happy
Knowing we touched so many things
Investigating the planet in so
Many different places
So many lives
Emblematic fortune
What are words but just an
Opportunity to try
Funneled in we are
Funneling out
© GÄ
Poétique 