With minutes to spare

She lets the words flow through her

Destination-less

Spitting black in on the page

Rorschach in all its beauty

Emotional stroke
Frozen in space and in time
Window framed in gold
Neatly placed upon a wall
Waiting for your pilgrimage

Throughout our lifetime,

We wear emotional masks,

Pride, Joy, awe, surprise –

But at the end of your day,

I hope your default is love.