Twists and tangles

Boundless but borrowed

I'll prune what's wilted tomorrow

Fearful frantic

Rasping rampant

I seek more beyond sweet intention

As we wander, fumbling onwards, over yonder wonder be

Humble work in just observing

There's no thanks for done good deeds

More than might I'm

High and dry my

Hands will reap as I decide

Shared and sacred

New & Naked

Granted love painted patient

Weighed and wantin wanton prophets

Won over on Halley's comet

Grip the roots and rip your bounty

Dandelions chain and crown me