#1852-Unburdened

Words, lights, or buttons.

Some choose one,

While others,

Everything under the sun.

But one,

Carries nothing at all.

Its purpose is concealed.

Not obvious,

For the world to see.

Which one to choose to be,

In a world,

Devoid of judgments,

Right, or wrong,

Just a path forward,

To what awaits,

And will come.