Year Round

From Seligman to Kingman
I was thinking of humans
Profess…ional to confessional
the path academic or accidental
the words you choose may they be…
you own ‘em
they come to be the thing you do
thunder and the light you see
the part
you’re here the sky is clear
the sounds that guide
you don’t need ears
the clouds the fears always near
the stars
year round