It’s like a beacon of hope
A lighthouse
for those lost at sea
It’s warm
Inviting
fulfilling
It’s seeing the nation and the sky
at once
Then seeing no difference
In all things
Because all things
come again
And again
And again
And again
Repetition is necessary for when
One doesn’t understand
Now that I understand
I just watch
I observe everything
I am
I am not
Like a soldier
who’s constantly in battle
only weapon __ mind
only defense __ mind
yet it feels like a battle
Although the war has already been won
We are alive
Should we be dead
Love in all it’s glory
tells me
Forward