speaks to intent

sincere intentions

fall on deaf ears

silenced by daydreams;

vice-gripping  productivity 

into less than desireable

works of minimalism.

heads bowed, low

at the lack of pride

attached to work,

reminiscent of generations

gone by

that expected excellence

in every action.

so, is the battle- fear?

one more distraction

hindering things-to-do-lists

from being crossed off 

like horizontal victories

in a tic tac toe game.

the deepest exhales

force escape, 

in being humbled by 

the negative realities

of personal truths

and flaws

and ugliness.

yet, amidst intention 

is the awe-inspiring connection

that all 

that is needed

for victory 

is within.

how do u tap the tree

for the sap?

the healing

oozing 

for consumption

for power

to move mountains, 

one rock at a time.

sincere intentions

finally meeting 

with the accuracy

of the great archer

and the determination

of a single link chain.

to produce harvests,

that match 

calabashes

flowing 

with prosperity 

and prayers.