I know better
there are no questions to be asked nor
answers to be sought what if I often posit
to wake on this Monday say
or even Sunday
listen to this song of songs that never ceases though
always changes cadence timing volume rhythm performer
audience
what if I one human went about calling up the sun singing down the moon holding my wings out to the warmth brightening into the day
no listening for the world no asking is it right worth it fair fare
fair
a clearer attuning a brighter resonance a stronger vibrano
truth
as the birds begin as I lift my throat to the day