Sunrise on Lake Butte Des Morts

Outwardly Gaze

Sitting quietly in the Collective

Hearing Nature’s cry

People discourse

Ebb and flow

Pounding head

Clarity swift as a blink

Listening to balanced melody

Dissonance or harmonic

Self eval weighing of reality

Morning sip nourishing thought passerby

Abandoning self-defeating past-present-future

Giving thanks for sadness

Grief

Heartbreaking present be

ZeroPoint magical transmuted realities

Returning to the Canvas

Creating corporeality

Bowing to Collective

How might I serve

Sharing gifts

Sing Sang Sung unto Thee.

~Ani Po

Outwardly Gaze