Is it willfully deceitful
Or incompetently deceived
Perfectly washed over in
Shadows of new light
Peeking through the branches
Careful not to disturb the
Already balanced sun behind you
Morning moon still awake
From last nights gathering
Potentially warm on the inside
If my neck can feel the heat
From the rays of today
Perhaps there is yet another
Half of this life to live
Supposing that it is almost
Foolish to think otherwise
In other wisdom it’s
Just the way uncertainty
Attempts to cry out
In a louder voice
Undefined
© GÄ
Poétique 