I wish I could tie it together

wrap it up in a pretty bow

but perhaps that is too girrrrly

for beauty lies in the soul

what tries so hard to

keep us from being

petals and willows

in sanctuary courtyards

was it the arrogance of the artist

its restricted close ups

and ensemble acting

or our own point of view

then the credits roll by

written and directed

and greedily we fall

because we wanted it all

today I am just a tiny bird

flapping wings and

fluttering heart

feathers in the breeze

I’m not here to

be anything or

lead anyone

just existing in the moments

tomorrows dreams

we hope and pray be

breath taking beautiful

conceived out there

to ripen however they will

the mind may believe

what others may think

yet the heart

feels what they feel