When choosing to move, doubts flood the path. Branches stormed a laugh. Where lies steal time. Push back the day and make it your way. Let heavy compression bend to break.
Talk is the lock that leaves a heart lost. Words without burns are just airs of dust. Action brings fashion that furthers attraction. Loosen up the webs that cobble threads.
Sew forth those ideas that felt the fool. Make new a past that was left out of tune. Play on that song that reveals. Chance a map that is worth it. Take up the anchor as we sail on a quake that dreams this landscape.