OUR LOVER OF SURPRISE

This is not a refutation of caution:

However,

Wherever, one must go,

So goes woe.

In murk of work,

In light of loving glow,

So goes woe.

Danger the Stranger

near and far,

Lover of surprise

who survives, at the punchline

of comfort’s joke.

You misspoke, calling it safe.

Safe is not a place.

I fear, it’s an idea.

A feeling, warm as Christmas lies,

for we trembling children despise,

our Lover of Surprise.