I.
The sky will be
yours. The sun will
be yours. A summer’s
heart will always
sing to be yours.
II.
There is a word
for everything
in a universe
where 99%
could still be unknown—
including the
ineffable
sense of why
things happen
the way
things happen.
III.
This includes
the way
at night
the heat
from the
concrete
is like
the way
we see
a star’s light
from earth—
projecting the memory of a sun.
IV.
To look
above is
a decision—
it is a gift.
A choice—
is relief.
A future—
is the music
calling out
from an open door.