Embrace transcendence; but tread so lightly.
The co-dependence, stand right beside me
Deniable perturbance, it feeds the mighty.
The real disturbance; the night inside me
But the dark calamity won't deny me.
Oh... to long,
for a bond -
with the strong, the sightly Knight beside me.
Let the kite glide free, with a fool who might be,The days of light be, bright with spite- relying blindly
on the the sun; but we're spun...
and there is no ride free.
The night inside, is not calm and quiet.
It's a cricket riot.
So I wait with the bait,
and stand up just and rightly,
but I only might be.
10/8/23
Melinda Lantz-Theissen Marinko