When your schwerpunkt attempts to saddle that which cannot be reined, prep for a kick from the perturbed—via horsepower unchained. ; )

Blooming lyricals from keys,

With conjunto writ to please,

Stepping clicky-clacks to cling—

Types beat for hopeful heart’s spring. ; )

Make way for morn’s ducklings,

Even with bills unpaved,

For waddlers with wayleave,

Cross routes both wild and waved. ; )

For the holy sparrow in each of us abides by a liturgy of latitudinarianism: chirping charity, peeping peace, and tweeting tolerance. ; )

Story of our spirits’ connection:

Tactile textuary tells not of walks on water,

But of pulse points towards a lovingest everhold. ; )