oh bitter theme of our endeavours.
Our souls must be giggling infectiously,
watching you and I so foolishly bickering.
They can see that this physical realm holds no tangible path
that we might share,
hand in hand to heart to heat.
It's a hard road you have to travel,
I do not know how you will fare.
This could have gone differently,
my inner voices of hope and reason gently remind me.
Too much chaos twists our minds from stillness.