" in uncertain climes "


through storm and bluster, cloud and cover,

worry and fluster, doubt and thunder,

we seek a way through.

though the way is fraught with unseen dangers and curious futures,

i will find a way to you.


of might and muster, 

flight and flutter,

of whisper and mutter,

and bread and butter.

we seek a truth.

though we are finite and vulnerable, partitions are lowered and,

i see you in myself, and myself in you.

tonight's homework:

prepare for storms, pray for the calm.