Pandora's Box

Pandora’s Box Found and lost The complicated cost To open the box Of Pandora But dreams are inside Now the lid is open wide Spring sprung like a trap Between a heart and a hard place Everything all at once Nothing all the same Barriers between the seas and skies The space between our hues of blues The surface tension of our eyes Breaking crests and furrows Making breezes and tornados In the heart of our homeland I may bring clouds into your skies And you May bring waves into my seas But that’s the beauty of compromise Two navigate the cycle of wants and needs One more sister without a brother One more father without a mother One is less without the other Won for all, four, one suther