"if the sun would doubt
its fire would immediately go out"(William Blake)
long roads.no pit stops.eventually,we go offroad
into the new.without knowing(a Cloud of Unknowing
self-initiation.a new suit grows.green.golden.
tadpole to frog.chrysalis to butterfly.
blows that beat us down now no longer
Lizard grows new tale.Snake a new story skin.
Wings of levity defeat gravity via lift and lilt and laughter
Songlines become apparent.Invisible dewdrops as roadstops
you drink,refreshed.New yous are waiting for your flight
You stand upon the cliff and trust your dreams tonight