Funny how things work.
The Universe answering a beckoning call.
Not knowing how to control urges,
asking for help,
asking for a cease fire within.
Prayers answered in the most unconventional way,
Nothing beats the finality of when,
all comes to a halt.
Frustration at first,
but freedom at last.
“You set yourself free.” U says.
“No, you set me free.” I say.
Abundance of space,
All possibilities await.