Unfold

The world sent me a message this morning. It said: “Hello there, square peg. You haven’t been making much effort to fit in lately. Here’s a nice round hole you might be able to squash yourself into. What do you say?”

And in the evening, life said to me: “Here are trees and sunset, twilight, moon, planets. Here are books, poems, pens and paper. Unfold into whatever shape you are tonight. Here is room for all your odd angles.”