Shine - 6/18/14

Trace the outline of myself

Beg you to see what I believe

There is so much more to me

Than I can ever prove

All I can do:

Sit back, hold fast

Head high, lips tight

These lungs fill

This mind wanders

I am tumbling through this sky

I can’t see anything

I don’t see anything at all

But I can feel you

Eyes shut tight – feel everything that is

Nothing here is new and nothing here is ours

Everything bogged with life

Resplendent with now and afters

There was something here before

Try to remember – try to see

I’m as good as blind

I am tumbling through this sky

I can’t see anything

I don’t see anything at all

But I can feel you

Eyes shut tight – feel everything that is

Weary souls stained and tired and cold

Ever hopeful and glancing at the sky

Magnificent all

They shine and stumble

Living terrors as dreams

I know they will find better

These fingers dig into the earth

Lips meet the soil

Embrace the solid ground

Eyes bleary but finally seeing grey

Retrace the outline of myself