It is clear to me what I have to do.
The writings, the readings, all the like.
Imbalance, judgement, harsh feelings of failure.
Get up, get to it, and run to save it.
It’s the cycle, the light, all that saves us.
The push, the proper, the accountability.
Insanity, the burdens, spontaneity.
The blue jay, unexpected, the beauty, the behavior.