Under this roof the sky is obscured

UNDER THIS ROOF THE SKY IS OBSCURED (D G D G B E)

 

Walking in hiddenness. The beetle over grass takes as long as the length of the backyard.

This is my inner law. I’m not fighting it anymore.

 

Running along the sand to tire myself out. Wind not in my face. Not at my back either.

 

And when I get home I text my friends because I want them to know I love them.

 

Under this roof the sky is hidden. The stars obscured. The Clear Moon only something I’ve heard about in a song.

 

I know you’re not sure. But this is my inner law. Not Yours.