Hazy Acres

Filling up now 

Sources new without pressure 

But in the pressure 

Grow this peace

Cultivated in a storm of wicked choice 

They look down 

You look down 

As they words are meant to uplift 

And they do 

Over the edge 

In the side 

Below a tiny addition 

Landscapes for the inner soul

Much determined

Reactions that are only reactions 

Meaningless after the first few seconds 

But you sense the space 

Which never changes as change need to happen 

For the entire scene 

A set to select whats best for letting it sit 

Resting in a let go