Clarity

There is semblance,
There is continuum…
In the Good of the Heart.
The fibers of love stringing through-
the stalking of energy
in delight of its intellect.
Conscious movement
deliberate intent.
Planning a course
I orchestrate too.
And I chuckle at the brilliance
startle in wonder at the shape of its form.
The riddles and rhymes in clarity-
as never before.