we say we did not choose to be –

the us we are.

we denounce the labels that define,

yet scribble words from strangers on documents of presume.

we stand alone in front of wishing wells.

imagine life redefined.

and yet hold tightly to the coins of change.

what purpose –

consideration?

will it matter in the end the option –

not chosen?

if –

in fact –

this life is merely prelude to the play of forever,

why spend wasted time rehearsing lines no one will remember?

after all –

words cannot open doors designed for touch.

more sensible to knock in silence.

persistent affirmation of conviction.

intention realized by feel –

rather than imagined –

simply heard.