I know better
there are no questions to be asked  nor
answers to be sought  what if   I often posit

to wake on this Monday  say
or even Sunday
listen to this song of songs that never ceases  though
always changes  cadence  timing  volume  rhythm  performer
audience 
what if I  one human  went about calling up the sun  singing down the moon  holding my wings out to the warmth   brightening into the day 
no listening for the world    no asking is it right   worth it   fair  fare
fair

a clearer attuning  a brighter resonance  a stronger vibrano 
truth
as the birds begin  as I lift my throat to the day