Mind unusual directions
especially if your gut
tells you so because
sometimes mud envelops
our spirit, clogs our vision

Making unusual demands
keeping us from wisdom
we've earned through
knowing pain, betrayal and fear
Sometimes mud masks ugliness

Merging uncertain desires
and sorrowful memories
building a place of restraint
keeping us from knowing
the joy of simply
rolling in dirt and water.



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