and then, what if it was more glorious than we could ever imagine?
yellow daisies flying above earth-hued bodies,
landing atop hairless and hairy,
all running, walking, sitting quietly,
being, just being in the phenomenon of
utterly beautiful liberation.
and then, what if it all didn’t make one bit of sense,
but we, oh we, wonderful we,
were not afraid of the confusion
because we were free and in our freedom,
confusion became creativity.
and oh damn, did we create.
(Sugar Cane QWOC Writing Workshop 5 minute free-write: “and then, what if”)