I was planning to walk quiet with you
And look out
From someplace valuable
There was no plan to be
Us
And them
It was to be
No souls lost
Because we walked
I was planning to walk quiet with you
And look out
From someplace valuable
There was no plan to be
Us
And them
It was to be
No souls lost
Because we walked
Learning to let go
Sun glinting off your shoulders
Fly and live again
The morning dances
The stuff of my good daydreams
The sun-filtered rooms
On somedays, like strong days
And bright, sunny days
I stand up to my ego
And dictate that we go
To right places with kind faces
Where smooth to the rough faces
But on the long days, oh my soul
I’ll only accept
Slow-motion snow
I’ll solely respond
If offered the Sun
The moon and the stars
Cannot steal my gaze
My feet wait firm here
For lightning’s call
I think I’ll spend Saturday
As an injured bird
That had fallen the Friday before
Should Sunday
Be gifted to me
A Phenix I think I will be