What I need
Is seldom what I want
But if I merely listen
I too find wading through the tide pool
Of thirsty lapping waves
A revelation to the
Spirit of things
That which profoundly
Animates and illuminates
The heart of the young
Once I’m buckled into the
Unbreakable bonds of love
I will not have to ask
Will I remember you
Even if we crash
It seems the
Weeds overtook what was
The new arrival of
Ten tiny white flowers
I never would have noticed them
If what I needed was to
Lie here on my stomach
It’s what I wanted
© GÄ
Poétique 