8

For All Those Unanswered Questions

ROOTED

I wonder,
is the sky all that blue?
Is it all that high?
Worth the effort it takes to fly?

I gaze,
upon my thoughts imprisoned.
Is my battle really lost,
if it isn’t even fought?

I flicker.
The fire in your heart,
does it burn so bright?
For mine is cold as a winter’s night.

What if,
the rainbow you follow
leads to leprechaun gold?
What if,
the only dream to hold dear
is right now and right here?

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