Inside these minds..

What’s on your mind we ask, digging in the turmoil of yes or no
Say and stay awhile with you?
Hours giftwrapped in tissue paper,
Crinkling with gentle laughter,
Return receipt is tucked away -
Hearing this phrase of innocent happy, what light
What feather feeling
Still makes me stand back and reevaluate
Do you walk to the same beat as I do
Do all bell towers need to ring in the same tune -
Is it time to make that fearful move
Into concrete architecture, building brick foundations
For housing the present’s This
Or
Can hands just be held quietly over time
And hold on, just hold on –
Despite time’s shifting tendency to twist the This
So far out of sight
That half visible star in the night’s
rising ceiling.

Oh, but to think it’s there.