When I think about forever and all that, I still think of you.
The planets are aligning for me in generous ways. It’s spring and I feel better. I feel like smiling. I feel like sitting still and letting gentle breezes brush across my face. I feel like walking barefoot in a creek and lying on my back in the tall grass while making animals shapes out of the thick white clouds. I feel like kissing and holding hands and breathing deep satisfied breaths. My heart feels like a balloon. It’s light and if I’d breath in the air of it I could make funny words with my expanded voice.
Mostly, I feel like sitting on the patio of that big coffee shop and staring right into your face as I listen to you.
Yesterday I climbed the big oak
behind the barn in the back field
driven by the lion up high
where the robin waits with open arms and where the eagle’s cry.
I am just a simple loner wanting to fall
dropping away from whispered songs of love and away from my own cold heart
and the shattered hopes of landing in the lion’s den.
I’m restless like a feather in the wind.
I hear the voices on the ground
telling me to fly on up higher
to try and move past the birds and get clear of the trees.
But sometimes you can’t fight the breeze.