Nameless wonder (Untitled)
Explanations, determinations and reiterations
haze up the blue canvas of sky in my mind;
again, again, again, words play like on radio stations,
not knowing of the sunshine which hides behind.
Time, rhyme, lemon and lime –
all things different in the end add up to one whole,
showing us a confused burst of meaning
which none of us will ever grasp.