If we could document the world,
experience would be a low paying job.
If we could validate our living,
thinking would be a menial task.
If we could all honor agreement
then memory would have served its final course.
If our desires were confluently evident
then boundaries would serve no purpose,
and purpose would be as a celebrative style,
to vehicularly manifest from the heart.
For desire is this spiritual adventure
that journeys us,
embraced in time/space,
to carry on . . .