To change them
The old paradigms
Anachronisms..
To enter a gate to
All things new..
An inflexion point
And portal to a more
Welcoming World..
A point of Enough..
Is it coming..? Or are
We already There...?

small and green
likely a ****
appearing in a bed of rocks..
standing out and inviting
two different paths..
a pulling to restore
the rockbed purity
or..imagining a life
with struggle arriving
reflecting this morning sun..
we are all such a ****
needing recognition as
Sunlight reflecting
Sun...

Some people are writers
some are speakers or preachers.

Some try to do both
but one side of them always presses forward
as if to say,
This is who I really am
This is my natural gift.

I’m drowning in this night.
Please give me a jot of joy
turn on the light
to spurn this blight
I’ve gone overboard
send me a buoy.