Every morning
The book is there
And every time I sit up
I remember where I was last
When I saw a blue sky say hi
Like that and in that way
I was standing in a yard
Outside my mother’s house
North of the moon and south of the sun
Inside a collection of conversations
Getting the feeling around the final corner
Hearing a future before it happened
Throwing out ideas we completed
Bringing a brand new you out
Like a lizard growing younger and older both
Equal amounts of passion and detachment
Stringing along my array of discomfort
Singing when I know I will not be mocked for it
Instinct can be a powerful motivator
None of this year is what I anticipated
Growing wiser with each new experience
Spiritual scars that can always heal
