ok my future is,  if I can just
once capture what I feel in words
like the sky does, the rainfall
the horizon, the mysticism of the mountains
backlit by a glowing sunrise
or the crash of the seas on the rocks of the shore
or the small warble of a perfect magpie
the silence of an ant busy toiling
the dirt red brown moist catching
a seed and unfoiling a tree
or the sky hoisting an eagle high higher
or one blade of grasses majesty
or one small child
smiling
one love fulfilled
I will
die
smiling