Regarding Sir by unknown
secrets hidden from the conscious mind
identities we fear peeking from
behind the veil
of our own construction
fragments seeking coalition
conflict seeking balance
ebb flow catch and release
all paths lead to certain death
release your inner kraken
or at least the inner childish
wisdom of impromptu parades
confetti glitter hearts and rainbows
stomping puddles tickles
pull my fingers
magic happens
so go be happy
i command you
This found poem from the Las Vegas Missed Connections is several years old but as my eyes happened upon it today it felt strangely relevant to everything we’re experiencing right now with the coronavirus pandemic. With so much darkness and fear circulating we need frequent reminders to stay connected to our heart and soul – even if it has to be at a six foot distance.
