In Common Light

I have to write it down 
Study it almost, on paper

Think and remember – 
Where did it go?

I have to grasp, hold on 
Hold on to that idea
I forgot, and it may leave 

For I don't know too well 
I don't know too well 
For I've been blocked 

Blocked from this 
Natural
flow of 
things

We have to 
Study it – how strange
We have to
Replicate it from a page — how sad.

I thought it was our natural,
Most natural 
State of being 

How sad truly 
Love is easy, I thought.