It’s like the feel of a first love’s hand
On a last night together
If tears came unsalted
Would life be unsweetened?
Would roses bloom on cheeks in spring?
Who seeks such things and why?
A human heart
A human soul
So much more there to see and feel
So much to discover
So much to never understand
Smooth surfaces can cause a slip
But I prefer to leap and freefall
Then bounce back for more
I can die feeling rich
Because I was born so poor.
Who twirls through them all like an August storm then stops to dance?
When the world is rough around the edges
Full of untamed meadows
and hidden stones your naked feet can’t bear
Find the wild orchards of silent wishes
Waiting to be breathed true
That’s what I’ve lived through
And that is life
It lives for you.