"......Be what it is, The Action of my life is like it, which I'll keep if but for sympathy."
free yet not arbitrarily
the master of all you survey
and the blame you have to bare
transparently opaque
the depth within
illusional -delusional
the burning sensation that needs to burst out
I know, I see, yet the story has to be revealed
at times
the day starts with a song, the radio doing some augury
open
the longing