After many, many storms,
There's a singular leaf
Still hanging on.
Shaking and twisting
With an arthritic hold
On one bare branch.
It doesn't seem likely
This leaf will remain.
Today I'm gripping
The same.

The fading sunset and the moon cry
for their spot in the sky
Yet they still lack what I see in your eyes.

instead of saying
do
instead of judging
help
instead of worrying
be
instead of hating
love
instead of hurting
heal
instead of taking
give
instead of crawling
FLY

Tell me...
Tell me who you are
Tell me something about you
Tell me your name, what you do...
Tell me...tell me
What makes you happy and what makes you sad...
Tell me what you think when you go the river...
When you climb in that big tree, what do you see...
Tell about that tattoo on your neck...
That scar above your left eye...
Tell me... What's your favorite color,
Your favorite song...
That book you always carry around...
Tell me what inspires you...
Tell me about your world...
Because i would like to be part of it...