A silver line

Arches

Bends in ways I could not 

Have imagined 

The fog has made me blind

But I don’t mind 

Because that line 

Has to be there

As if it were promised to me 

(Like god promised Moses)

A true lineage fight for 

Trust it 

(I am always being reminded to trust, to have faith)

Or ignore it 

Let it pass in the ways that presence allows 

Clouds come and go

Silver comes and goes 

Gold is even quicker 

There is always a little bit of poop 

On our peals 

Give the full picture 

Especially when that silver line 

Comes as it does 

Right on time