Did you know there are spiders with only 5 legs I met one this morning the time when the bulbuls duet with the sparrows

Did you know there’s a pale pink before dawn just a hint of pink So hinting you could miss it or think you had a momentary affliction A curse of having been in a room so green Even the fairest of light seem pink by comparison

Did you know to remember the form Fades

What will this boat be when the boats go home What will happen to the 5 legged spider What was this place before trees and nature conquered

Is it honor to play by the same rules Is it honor to find the hole in the rules Is it honor to evolve your own approach Is it honor

when you realize you are the kind of fish That can jump out of water And fly