Dedicated to ragishandilya

If ignorance
is bliss,
no hindrance
to this.
An untethered
freeing - being
now shattered
sight - seeing
kite fluttered
frightening
light - stuttered.

No snapping back to, or drifting due. Due? I do see the dew now, not as before. As it wasn't howdy-do is now. As the sweat I brush from brow. How the sand has emptied, long awaited to be strewn throughout the land. A cupfull in hand. I build the dream. Though it wouldn't seem to have been what you had in mind. Use your hand to shape our sand and bring your dream for the ride. Don't fret, or claim harbinger of regret. For there's no need, while we sprout. No bow for the after now. Just let the course run, of course. No need to force nature's force. As you are too.