Purpose flutters: monotonic vision...

It was the best of days...

If granted just a single wish...

Solemn acceptance that understanding will elude

Fatigue and morosity build with the dawn

Ceaseless critique showers me...

Ceaseless critique showers me...

The most lonely of company...

Over yonder or perhaps over there

To surmise fleetingly, ever only in passing

Behaviours and actions, intersecting with intention

Vignettes that conspire to intrigue - imbue pause

To peer inside, and truly find, knowing self

Hustle the primary dialect - bandwidth full

A reel frozen in time: of desires and hopes unclaimed

Timeless or fleeting, inspiration or orientation

I perch anew - again - hope..

Seasons have shifted, but more slowly than I…

Such capacity to overwhelm…

Arriving in haste, snapping mainsheet taut