No oath is asked,
no wisdom owed.
If your fingers twitch,
let the keyboard know.
Don’t weigh your thoughts
before they bloom—
just let them drift,
a gift to the room.
Add to the Vault (if you feel called)
No oath is asked,
no wisdom owed.
If your fingers twitch,
let the keyboard know.
Don’t weigh your thoughts
before they bloom—
just let them drift,
a gift to the room.
Add to the Vault (if you feel called)