In-sight

I see best with my eyes closed

Handcuffing reason with a dream

For I’m afraid it might impose

A trammeling embrace around me.

I want to run instead to stumble

Onto someone’s a “no one” deprecation

I want to smile instead to grumble

Remorsefully about a missed vocation.

For there’s existence and there is life-

Sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference

But once you’ve left your spirit fly

Your heart will know what’s true and what false is.