The light of better
Can appear at any time,
But there must be space
Welcoming its existence;
Prepared for motion and change.
If locks are on gates,
Bolts securing every door,
Better goes elsewhere
Finding hearts, lives, minds open
Ready for advances it brings.
Better rewards those
With courage to dare, become
The vision, the dream,
Who chase freedom like treasure;
Risk it all, give everything.
Another set of conjoined tanka. I had to catch the inspiration while the fickle fairy was here, cause when I dawdle, I lose the words, mine to say.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan