The odyssey continues …
Despite coming to terms with how it might not have
A reality as familiar as symbols on a refrigerator door
They stick to me, easily, forming patterns
Till I converge their divergent nature
Into one concentrated solution — answer, my passion,
Remains untamed with every mention of you
The energy I find in what we have is astounding.
It lay buried — forgotten
I assumed the world wanted little to do with it.
But then you appeared, in all your grace
Encouraging me to re-evaluate my considerations
You are not God, but I see him in your design.
They say when you fall, “Fall cautiously …
You can never be sure of people’s motives”
But they haven’t met you.
– O.D. ©2023
Art by: IMNODOIRAE