the skeptic’s taunts and cries
of graphic scripture
he haunts our lives
this man
this tried villain
who is he to say what we are
we wrangle truth from evil
and destroy our pain
our shackles
our trivial pursuits
denying costs as faulty
we wriggle free and thrive
tamarind chew the delicate brush of sweet palate grown in full through sunlight and rain bowing blissfully to the attitudes of natural tendency surrendering without struggle automatic compliance and c
fall the petals of blooming peonies trace reflections of memories of sunlight down to feathering ground the newest nourishment paired with brilliant rays glorious in their expansive warmth to bring fo