can a goal be like a friend you miss
lifting the edge of a map to see underneath
orderly design is not how rivers flow
sure of this path but not the destination
easily decipherable patterns are not how tree roots grow
directions are like pieces of a puzzle
when the lost don’t want to be found
insight into another person’s life can be odd
not counting when someone can peer into your own
decide to change then follow it up
officials do not choose if they are ignorant
when guidance can only come from the voice within
sometimes bright mornings call like a distant cousin
complimenting on things that do not exist anymore
effect those who might not even know your name
now i see you wanted me to stay
eventually choosing to go together someday