to know when to
smile
in root of outside being
to know when to
cry
within the tow of shallow stability

this life moves curiously
in circles that bind
when your focus is always
on what’s left behind

to know when to
act
within a rioting routine
to know when to
wait
in tolerance of tormenting observance

complicated energies that are
rendered simple and complete
within the spiritual intercourse
of your eyes

to know when to
speak
in hopes of being heard
to know when to
listen
to emotions being stirred

the spirit craves something more
mute tones unnoticed then adored
passion with two beings entwined
revolving beyond time

to know when to
love
the ritual of self that is
not quite complete
without your embrace

and finally
to know when to
be still

peace in knowing
that this moment
is all that matters