We were never obligated
Just drawn to
Iconic
Ironic
You
This conspiracy of kindness-
Began
In
A piracy of fun-
You
Highlighting healing-
And the
Power of 1.
Nothing small
Just
Our own hitchhiker’s guide
To the Galaxy
I leave with a little more boundaries
In MY foundry of self
Tethered to some
&
Grateful
For all-
Who see way beyond-
Our own
Ripple effect–
My gig as Fionian
Maybe needs no summation –
Yet I leave with rarest of things-
More than a little
Hope-
More than a little
Grace –
and that illusive thing
The song of my own heart
Fluttering–
Beginning
To sing