Hazy Acres

I won’t need a pattern 

Not today 

As I am the pattern 

Mostly 

In the world I have created for you 

To watch

As I In turn watch yours 

Sweet melody 

Kind hearts with few words 

Loud fellas needing more 

I have lived in both 

Spent time in their orbits 

Wearing myself 

In a jar as I am 

Always 

Melting away 

The pattern

Am I am the pattern 

Mostly

Please grant me a favor 

With your cupped hands

And catch me 

Just enough to know you exist 

Am I am existing 

In the pattern 

Today 

Melting 

But these eyes are not fading 

Clearly 

I see your pattern 

As you are existing 

Before me 

Sweet melody of sage 

Through the doors and around the hall 

Following the sound 

As this pattern is fading 

Away 

Please catch me