fates, handmade mindmade,
Color me sepia then.
mystery of the mountains, conjured propelled,
on the other side the unimaginable
elephants, balloons, leprechauns
our way into understanding.
Because the universe doesn’t
merely care about the creations, endings,
but how we create out of the creations, ongoingness.
Because we are a plaster, never-ending fusion
of all things starry and harmonious.
because we echo and interweave into one another.