No. Yes I am
content to be silent
so please excuse me
if I resist the urge
to take down the world
shouting at the clouds
to part open
so the sun can speak too.
No. Yes, the sun refuses to shine
as I refuse to grin
and bear the fault of others
as wayward wind
leaves chaos behind,
surface sin hides my face.
seasons: a poetic journey 
Surface sins… ah yes. My predictive text changed it to surface designs, which had been appropriate for me this week.
Beautiful word smithing!
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