This is not a Fight

hands open

this is not a fight

no fist closed

no holding to the best practices

of a dying paradigm web

let go

make a new dance move

and I will too

listen hard

speak soft

I really want to see you Lord

so I sit on the mountain top

on the iceberg tip

at the watershed place

watching the paradigm

disappear

I give way

to imagination

and big interpretation

to a new type of energy

man uplifting

not constricting

drop the burden

pet the butterfly

shout from the high points

sway back and forth

between willow wheat

and sturdy oak

visit the big dark place

of golden mystery

see the redbird