And how we hugged its curve again, again

We got some time together…Why not make it better We are part of what we createMoments to perpetuate Take heedAnd from the heart leadYou are you from now until the storm you greet.

A fringe tree releasing its sweet, lilac-like fragrance with a hint of spiciness, especially welcoming in the dawning light.

Because until we start choosing we never know who we are.

Of consistent rhythm and resilience.

To a technocrat’s asylum

For being more than a watering hole

All squared up and no one to hold

For turning thoughts into prayer

And its formidable stretch