Policies are polite
For they seek to clarify
Yet immediately they turn a stone and uncover an impossible hole.
Rules are regal
For they are walls to house the heart
Yet they block the brightest sun and the wildest of winds which give the beat competition.
Guidelines are gallant
For they push and pull the doubtful
Yet doubt is one step off from truth and a guide is an ancient in the present.
Freedom is a folly
For direction offers flow a steady route
Yet there is no cleansing without widening windows and direction never lasted in the face of nature.
So I will walk where I desire
To the insistence of my knowing
And build myself a map
Of the directions I’ll be going
Written by Sarah C Louise
Sarah C Louise 