sometimes we make do with what we’ve got close at hand and it’s now normal
apprehensively the city is opening to the new normal
i wade in the sky breathing deep of the ocean and wake upside down
every storm cloud eventually passes we should remember
the words wash over carried by the emotions they hope to impart
to share what we think is an act of trust, giving something of ourselves
in a noisy world quiet corners are needed if we are to think
we impose order because it is easier than understanding
what would have been odd not long ago, has become almost expected
most of the changes take place in the world because we’re the ones who’ve changed
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