I step off cliffs.
\nThat is where my mind takes me.
\nI exhort everyone pretending to know more,
\nand I do it innocently,
\nknowing how limited my realities are.
\nMany have walked roads
\nI would not dare follow.
\nMany have suffered
\nin ways my soul could not endure.
\nSo bear with me
\nif I cannot love you more,
\nor see into the clear open space
\nof your eyes.<\/p>\n
Everything I own is borrowed.
\nI gather up what the tide brings in,
\nuntil I have all the debris
\nof other lives around me.
\nAll their tears and kisses.
\nAll their dreams placed with roses
\nin keepsake books and boxes.
\nAnd I don\u2019t know what to do with them,
\nexcept there are cities and lands
\nI wish I could see,
\npeople cherished for their rarity,
\nwords uttered like butterflies
\nand never recorded.<\/p>\n
All in the distance,
\nall living in their time and place,
\nwhich I will never see,
\nshare secrets with,
\nexcept artifacts brought by the wind,
\nby the ocean,
\nby time itself,
\nto know something of someone\u2019s truth
\nand write a song, a poem,
\nto put back with love
\nfor you to find and keep hold of.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I step off cliffs. That is where my mind takes me. I exhort everyone pretending to know more, and I do it innocently, knowing how…<\/p>\n