Intersections

		Crossed the bridge, manifested life, simply live as serve, into moment dive, under arches, through the intersections, between lines and shapes, between lives with shadows, where the goal - survive and no direction.   If the pitch I take resonate with you - I've fulfilled my fate, I'm on 'feel right' cue... why then foolish heart, bathed in the love, longing for some more, wants to work so hard...   restless, it's ascending high as if having power-wing to soar to observe the path, rapidly return, touch the ground like for vital score; notice in a crowd one more troubled face, lend a hand, hear the whisper: 'keep the faith intent'.