I have to do something
run or rage
Or maybe just be held
Something that opens like a key
Or drops like a bucket into the well
Something tender
Something wild
Something like spring or the sweetest river in love with the earth it carries to its dissolution
I would, if I could
Be at the altar right now
Surrendered and free
Waiting for the sunrise,
Clouds and rain
response to the call
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