A Poem: To Blossom With Grace

To Blossom With Grace

I've been howling at the moon
all I swell
I mean - all is well
well...

well enough to not fear - fear

"I've been going out when I wanna
coming home when I please"*
cash permitting

thus I have been sitting
here
thinking of you
howling at the moon

ignorance is bliss
within the matrix
it is what it is
if you don't debate it

to blossom with grace
we must face the abyss
look to the light
one direction is well lit

with moonlight - Magic - Lunacy - Fate

Bliss - Love - Blossoming Grace.

Bloom.
xXx

By Mark Mace Smith - The Poet
with a nod to Tom Waits

Supermoon November 2016