lotus.

Burning
churning
trying
turning

Dreaming
gleaming
rising
flying

Right out of the blocks
we go to the show
looking
booking
fleeing
coping

Under arrest
this constant test
has speed bumps along the way
everyday

We habitually try
not getting high
but repeatedly climbing
up that tree to the sky

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I don't know where the sunbeams end
And the starlights begin
It's all a mystery