In The Wings

There’s knowledge

in the world

for only 

the captive

Insight

on the other

hand

prescient to roam 

No ceiling

to happiness

but a floor

to sorrow

Direction

a vagrant

that goes 

where it goes

Spoken 

in cadence

our oaths

are rechanted

Carrying

voices

through moments 

on loan

Traveling

together

in blind

expectation

Questions

awaiting

in freedoms

—unknown

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)