RMC

Let the tear I care fair
is where I try to prepare
for the eclipse I stare
and try to be fully aware.

Try the values set a fire
by the avenues I learned
in the pleasant ones
secretly I have burned.

Touch the page a sage
I’m not I just forgot
as I stare at glare rage
is assuaged in times a lot.

I’ll be aware in the glare
of the peaceful ways I spin
in the piece of the air
I want to spin once again.