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