I just made something unexpected
Something sharp something new
What could I do if I just grew what
I was feeling in the moment
Know where you're going
What could I do if
I just knew it didn't need to be perfect
It just needed to be and they'd let me be
A hurricane of jacarandas
Strangling figs big
Hanging vines
Palma de cera fills the air as I climb
And I push through
What else can I do
