Spontaneity

Sometimeson impulse,

Nomore than a whim,

Rideswonderous, uninhibited joy.

Singingan anthem of improvisation,

Offon a lark like

Achild with a toy.

 

Discreteinclination comes

Moochingon musings,

Pensivewith longing but

Inwant of sense.

Leftunrestrained to

Ad-libits abandon

Canfly on a scheme

Beyondexpedience.

 

Buttasking a tendency

Tomoderation and

Pinchingit short of extreme,

Thenatural course can

Becomea resource

Eclipsingthe heart’s fondest dream.