5 NOV 2015
open pages in a book,
blank but beckoning retrieve.
don’t plan anymore.
allow the universe to fall into your lap.
free yourself from the limitations of a plan.
i don’t know why i think these things
but i do, so don’t berate me.
there is no shame within my ways
and you hate that i’m not guilty.
my motivations live inside a place
that you think is empty.
yet, i’ve found solace in this space.
i wouldn’t want it any other way.
evolving to mention
transforming to unity,
innovation of passion,
what if everything was a joke? would you be able to find it funny?