I want to walk with you
over soft places
where belief is conceived,
Through times when peace
closes its eyes
and dives for reincarnation...
to try again.
to do it better.
and if I can only stand,
but still feel the warmth
of a friendly hand--
I hope my arms are brave enough
to be the branches
that present the red leaves...
each fallen fault
(still beautiful)
Spell them across the Earth;
read them to the listening blue--
I want them to tell
all the ways I happily fell
while bending to comfort you.
Waving ,and twirling colors.
Only wanting
to reach the untouched sky
with my grateful reply
to the message you carved into my life.
