Once upon a time
I never asked How.
I only asked
If I could…
Permission was
My only
Question.
Then the culture
Of the Critics
Entered,
Asking,
Demanding
To know
How I was going to
Do
Such a thing.
It had never
Occurred to me
That I needed
To know.
Until the Cursed
Creatures
Called the How's
Came Calling.
They were Angry
Bitter,
Arms crossed,
Tones judging,
& gutteral,
Or saccharine
Sweet with
Distain…
Yes but,
“How?”
The Universe
Is too large
For anyone
To contain
All the
Cursed How's,
But we can
Attract all
Those who
Know through
Love & trust,
That what
And who
We need
Will
Come
When called
Through a Universe
Who knows
How
For me.
