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