Your inheritance is given to you

without permission

and like convenient things

it limits what you look for

until apocalypse ends

your small world

and the new

makes way

for a larger creation

You know what to do

but even then, you flip and flop

like a fish out of water

until the land tells you…

“return to the swamp.”

but you can’t go back

because you belong on the shore

committed to two feet

or possibly

three or four.

Where will you go?

You know the way

following your purpose


willing your will

until it becomes

your inheritance.


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