Here


I don't know a bigger prize
Awaits behind the scenes
As I clutch and hold fast to
Blessings you've 'fore bestowed
But you have asked
That I let go and trod holiest trails
The hour seem near
I will not fight
Walk with me down this road

Satellite

How many times you've walked this road
Looked up at that moon
Cursed moon
Thinking
Maybe
No

Felt your heart spill as a box of rocks
Toppled and strewn about
Left behind
Geologists'
Curiosity
Gone