It seemed very stream of consciousness to me, flighty in the way I might expect to hear from a distracted child. Not in a bad way, rather in a way that left me feeling that while I glimpsed it, I didn't quite experience everything I was meant to. Parts of it, like making life without asking why, seemed startlingly clear and powerfully brief, other parts felt like snippets of a story I want to read but am not familiar with.
Overall I liked it, it was unique and whimsical while hinting at serious topics. Thanks for submitting.
When I read your poems, I think you have a naturally poetic soul. The ability to capture the essence of something in a very organic, unpretentious way. I always enjoy this type of poetry, and I think you captured something about spirit here, something hopeful and life-source like. Makes me feel like certain things that seem distant or impossible can be pulled in by facing the sun. So to speak. It's lovely.
She say lucky but sing love-key? Strange that a heart can become a stranger to the chest. The treasure being that this matters most. Moss on a tree that leads us out of a forest. Strangers lights that tell us home is this way. Fear that turns out to be protecting us after all. The seemingly most insane thought that turns out to be the healthiest one we could never admit before. Resolve?