Weep for all the damaged,
this normal state of being,
a pretense of perfection,
the epitome of petty hubris,
corporeal preference,
outpaced spirit

Live 
where you are 
when you are
who you are

Breathe enough
for your mind 
to space, freely 
roam

Unplug,
sever the tether,
rise above
inclement
weather

Atop clouds 
go cast ground shadows

Be light airily, 
imperfectly
human

cc: Chagall 2021