Here is open*
Cast out upon a story that has no script
Melting ice basking along a roof, as it drips
There really is no following of this but goes its way
It only knows of right now and not another day
It takes no burden and does move along
It is a Universal heartbeat. rhythmic in its song
But yet due to its nature of what it knows right here
Not knowing no other way everything else disappears
It sees this stillness and it points back in direction
There is no attachment for it has no connection
Its whole is complete and trust overplays what is hoping
The door thought one sought was never closed but always open
Dom*Colucci © 2018
