Why would each glimpse of love disappear...
Where does to go hide?
Where,
in my vast being and in your immense heart.. does it go and stay?
Please tell me so that I find it again each day..
Why is my mind so irrefutably trained to
start afresh each day...
Why cant I change my mind upon will..? just as surely as the sun rises each day?
Why cant I lose myself in that one moment of truth..
that explains why I do what I do...
That one thread that explains whether or not Im on the path..
Your light is the path..
did I mention that you are the street light for my ragged, uphill path?
And if I did, would you shine brighter?
yes, you shine brighter today...
What now.. do I run faster...?
My limbs ache.. my breath is stronger now that I see you..
but Im afraid to run again lest I fall on my bloody knees..
If I showed you my knees.. would you kiss them for me and
Help me limp the rest of the way?
Would I be now allowed to tell you I lost some of my belongings?
Can I now say to you I miss you?
Is it OK too say that you are a tad unfair?
Life is unfair to expect me to not feel differently...
when the climate changes
when the goal seems harsher..
Can I demand some space?
Or do I aleady do that without my knowing?
I hate living in a shadow whose creation I know not
As I crinkle my eyes to see the light..
the sun or the lamp or the shade yet again...
Did I tell you I will no longer know if I am still on my path?
