a quartet of quartets written in free verse
|My tears, drops of pure love
leaking from a patchwork soul
overflowing with joyous wonder for life
and raining down my face as unbridled emotion.
I lie here in the darkness
unafraid that my time might end
unafraid of losing my mind -
for I shan't be aware when its gone.
Go on, I could, even should
- use of arms and legs be taken -
even tho it'd mean losing the ecstasy
of dancing barefoot in grass covered in morning dew.
Just don't take away my purpose, my NOW
that drive in every tiny moment of time
that keeps me moving forward
and gives me reason to BE.