I wonder if we might ever know,

just when

how the display of our lives would really go,

if by some design, certain hearts,

those with a common soul,

a difference in mannerism, attitude, energy,

I do sometimes think together,

there is just so much we don’t know,

yet while the sun crosses the sky,

we could still try to, imagine,

we might be able to,

just for a moment,

recreated a world to flourish,

the sort so designed, delightful, delicious,

we’re never quite sure about the dressing.