time in notion

when circles reflect a passing star

way down in the heartland

we be walking a journey

getting from that place to a destination

while our ideas and thoughts

collide with the events of the day

At first we reflect

on the lunacy of our fears

that conversation

that interaction

that needed confrontation

when our worlds

recognized one reality

we might yet

not get it so quickly

in fact a cloud of judgement

may distract our clarity

and the walk continues

now a stroll and we appreciate

darkness in all its lustre

allowing mystique

to embrace our held hand

scenario of exploring

the neighborhood – sort of speak.

I would like to realize the nature

of a moon’s full amber assault

on my quiet suburban lifestyle