Worthiness in impossibilities

Worthiness in impossibilities

These pass pierce 

Through diaphanous layers 

Of these thoughts,  

And see the guts

Asking what is next?

Where do one can see certainty?

Across next there's ambiguity.

Across next there's obscurity.

Presence appears 

To be some creepy creature

Having no head and no tail.

Time to come, seems to be a new jail

And this wings need, the harbor.

Freedom is the ultimate realism.

Seeking worthiness in impossibilities.