i’m wasting a wish
but it feels worth it to me
i wish you nearer
i’m wasting a wish
but it feels worth it to me
i wish you nearer
I wish I had a rocking chair
And while I was slow-swaying there
I’d make a list of all my dares
Then whisper them into the air….
Against what’s proper
And polished
We keep our eyes down these days
Having faith in only that we no longer have the strength
To see what isn’t there
Each day brings its journey
Down stairwells
Through thoroughfares
Around corners too dark
Up or out into the blue
Thankful for life around and within
Aren’t we
Wishing though
For stronger legs and for footsteps
Whose echo steadies hands
The seams of you
May those burlap threads burst
Spilling the uncontainable, genuine joy
The gleam of you
May those eyes forever hold ease
Radiating the wonder within
The dreams of you
May those hopes find their home
Visting the soul steadfastly
Thoughts, clouds and wishes
I call them one and the same
Lest the mind play games