even if it is misplaced

Complexity in it's heart

Feelings alive, once past

Age being a vehicle for spirit

Igniting in something sweet

Even still

 

Something to offer

After seasons of desert hunger

the burn now lends it's way to the after

Something sweet, even past this

 

But what becomes of this pattern

What is highlighted in the now I offer?

Not anything of habitual newness

Instead sweet listening ear

Insightful depth

Bright hope

 

I can not imagine something more

Although imagining has it's place

 

Teacher come and spark this light

Learned to learn

Then to unlearn

 

Father come and set it it square

Walk earnestly, eagerly

Even if it is misplaced