A Prayer for Staying Open

Your dreams on loop

rehearsed before sleep,

your plans for peace

for a day other than this

but you’ve been in this

and never in other.

The sky is not a fortress,

the walls you believe forebode

misery are laid by you

when cementing bricks 

for tomorrows, instead

of moving like the wind.

When you look up,

I wish you would see

limitlessness greater than us

and our primitive dreams

and release your wishes

for tomorrow to the clouds

who know tomorrow for you,

so you can stay right here

in the only place of peace,

trusting your mind

isn’t to be trusted 

knowing beyond now.