Untitled

Are we not
All ordinary animals-
Survivalists living
Together

Sometimes escaping
What is great
What is
Too much?

Feeling
The fleeting
Slipping
Beyond grasp

Unequipped and unraveling
Something to say, something to touch
I am trying
With newness every mourning

I learn and relearn
Lessons with each breath
If not nudged, forced
I am back together again

Booming, beaming, light
Nothing less
Never less
Always more

I think it speaks
To my ample resiliency

I can't be everything
To everyone