So unless you wrought your
Slung muscled wit with it
Deciding what you thought
You wrought besides the
Choke trembled clinging
To battalions
Of fears you held and
Strapped around your rhythm
Clicked defenders believing
How the golden light should
Come but not receiving
Scheming when the fretful
Lack of abscess prays you back
And forth
Struggle thanks and praise fair
As the moon disturbing
Clear as the sun venerable
Are your defenders streaming
Forth to probably
Defy you
Letting go caught up with
Whispering leave me now but
Don’t go far manacles
Doubt despite refused
Release has come
No more doing having
Seeing only knowing only
Being only
One.
