Sky

Some days I feel like I am
Living in a body that has
Already had its funeral
I can be more amazing
Than I am behaving
Befuddled by my own
Momentary lapse of
Seizing the instant
Someone wise said to me
Seeking no and
Being told no creates
Cracks and that’s how
The light gets in
Our failure is the only
Way we learn
Be satisfied with yes or no
Because you’re going to get
What you’re going to get
Regardless

Perhaps they’re not my words
But they become our words
When we own them and
Adopt them into
Our spiraling cores
Which says
Everything is everything

Into the ground
Up to the sky

© GÄ