the world of the roar

when you roar R&R

(rest and relaxation).

only to inwardly then ask.

when does snow melt 

to its own satisfaction?

when a leaf falls

and the ground appears too soon?

when punctuation marches off

away from the sentence parade root?

when rain's gravity has an absence of thought

and viscosity has to cover for that?

when victimhood has no physical evidence

and thus relies on emotional appeals?

how does the roar come to hear 

in its echo,

as if reverberations are a just reward?

would a massive parting of the sea

just represent then, a walk in the desert?

is high contrast an essential

in determining a just sequential-ness for reward?

just how does R&R really work?

is it a just confessional 

for over-efforting's compliance yet complaint?

does drivenness have otherwise unnoticed side-affects?

has expectation reached beyond its productive grasp?

so if a bird, high in the trees

is preening itself,

does the flight of that lost feather 

have need to journey 

so that the bird perceives itself

as ultimately benefitting the ground?

you laugh.

but is it at the platitude of circumstance 

or at the eruptive vehement response?

are you that bird?

the one that roars

rather than crow . . .