When no one is looking
-When no one is looking I believe in possibility and dreams when no one is looking, that they will not be snatched from my hand like the sparrow by the zen master Grasshopper, when no one is looking, in that moment of disregard the breath between breathing and being, the quick blink to wet the eyes the moistened tongue to mend parched and cracking lips the same which no longer sing the song of hope and merriment when no one is looking there’s a quiver the almost formed word, which might set the world ablaze when no one is looking, […]