Everyone's asking lately

how's life going

I'm here noticing three things

each second

so they don't disappear forever

My demiurge responsibility

to keep the wheel turning

There are things I took

from many people

and put them onto

me

my face, my body

for now and later

I added them into my life

without much thought

They are all things I judged

and found beautiful

what I resisted, pushed away

some envied, some annoyed

All those things

I now have a need

to do away with

Who will I be, just me?

Life's chocolate

is sundried days

a blend of steam&salt

Ah desire 

for those sunflowers of light

Standing here, thinking

what to ask for?

which prayer

Nothing comes

and all seems as it should

Then:

may we all wake up to magic

inner truth

Let dreams go

they need space

to dense up

from idea to event