The meadow of Creative Justice

opens to a lemonade stand:
5 sand dollars buys you a paper cupful
and a smile. Unseen editors delegate
over what to pull, to preen, to publish:
 
Down a rabbit
hole we fall, 
citrused by
our karma:
cutting fears
and fixed 
to the right
timing;
believing,
discovering
personal
emerald
kindling.
 
 
Inspired by The Writing Prompt for Justice from “Tarot Rituals” by Nancy C Antenucci and Paint Chip Poetry