Wait, what was i going to say?... something popped into my head.

lost touch - gained insight

a self-righting hope squeezed by the emptiness of the growing divide

Jimmy Cliff - Many Rivers to Cross

...when optimism bloomed eternally?

a shared wakefulness and better resolutions

a sleeping dog (is she best left alone?)

an elusive potential anchored to a weak force

I'd be an infinite supply joyfruit

a peaceful heart

i forget

when I lose my sense of self in the flow of something bigger