Complexity has smothered the thoughtful life
and dreams slip silently away.
Truth appears briefly
like a mouse scuttling in the night.
Why bother to discern wrong from right?
Now I know why the mouse runs free -
in the open air, truth is there to see.
Like the resplendent flower or the singing bird
we may start anew and be heard.
(c) 2019 Larry Kilham