Words

Who weighs words

On the scale of wisdom?

I sense that thought

Throws them in the air

Like a glut of seedcorn

And waits to see if any fall

On fertile ground.

I do not want this!

To aspire is to retain

The cloak of vigilance

Sleeping and waking

At all times.

To

find

the words

that

might make

the difference

Linden Lynn 15.4.97