Focusing On The Gurney

What is the meaning
Of all of the unknowns,
And how do you find
In what direction it leans?

Finding direction in a world
So scattered and cold
Filled with issues so burled
It seems insurmountable, when everything
Is bought and sold.

How can you place value on
Ingenuity,
Fantasy,
Imagination,
and love,
When it seems as if friendly cooperation is gone
from existence, and crushed from above?

These are the things that seem impossible
and how do we survive…
Let alone thrive?

Community
Individuality
Spirituality
Imagination
and pushing the implausible
and making it reality.

Finding people, places, and things,
That have fallen through the cracks
and giving them wings
to fly
and don’t believe the lie
Helping out in the lacks
in this world of ours
No matter the hours
days
months
years
the joy is in the journey.

Not focusing on the gurney,
but the beauty
of being true to you;
not what some self-involved cutie
tells you to be true.

Be you:
Fly
Fall
Shine
Renew
Anew.