how great – to live another is,

unchained to why –

how awesome to – un-become…

un-tethered,

i would roam the sky –

high above the angry sea –

lose myself in currents

of reprieve…

believe – i would no longer

need –

insignificantly – culpable;

unnecessarily – obtrude!

and life –

as relatively – perceived –

could be no more.

sweet freedom –

from the baggage of was,

insignificant as broken shells

on someone Else’s shore…

no candles lit.

no celebration.

no revelation of dreams come true.

life begins and ends –

regardless pageantry,

in spite of pomp and circumstance.

while accoutrements of consideration add a deviation to the rhythm,

they alter not the designation of its passage.

true,

we can argue the benefit of correspondence.

for purpose of justification,

we can extol the value of accommodation.

while some may find the journey cumbersome in their pursuit of a conceptualized destination,

others engage in active pursuit of extracting every ounce of occupation from each moment traveled in time.

alas,

twilight.

fading flickers of light absorbed into the was.

and as i stand facing the horizon of a brand new is,

i realize the absence of anticipation.

irrelevant –

the should-have –

the could-have –

the did-not.

all empty shells strewn upon an abandoned beach.

if allowed passage to the garden of tomorrow,

i will pursue with diligence the expectation of blessing –

reverence in the presence of allowed…