A poem is just a,
form of voice we step,
to use at the moment,
with the concern and,
conscience of the mind,
and the body; most often,
when the horizon,
may be dull and dread,
that it informed us so,
to communicate,
the oscillations,
and to decide on now how,
and when and still what,
the ship is travelling,
on, seven words and,
love; this adventure,
should advance to the future.