In The Wings

There’s knowledge

in the world

for only

the captive

 

Insight

on the other

hand

prescient to roam

 

No ceiling

to happiness

but a floor

to sorrow

 

Direction

a vagrant

that goes

where it goes

 

Spoken

in cadence

our oaths

are rechanted

 

Carrying

voices

through moments

on loan

 

Traveling

together

in blind

expectation

 

Questions

awaiting

in freedoms

—unknown

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

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