Send your Sorrow to God
Give your Joy to Man.

how does one defeat the fiery beast that is bad timing.

If I leave this room I'd just be pacing in a bigger cage.

bloom then wither
then bloom

no vacancy.

time proves the finite capacity of the heart.

lose the glasses
enjoy the blur

hijab beads reflect sunshine
showering pinpricks of light
across the room
like little faeries