Old friends
provide the momentum
to explore
lesser traveled paths

To laugh
to cry

Old friends
Show you the reasons
why

A sip of whiskey
is nothing more
than a drink when
alone

When peering at
your bare chest
to witness your blood
pumping is best
described
as miracle

Old friends
provide lyrical
power
and remove the sour
tones
of daily thorns
on flowers

I don't want to start
A revolution
Inside my head
I just want to
Be alive
Before Im dead

The mist of the ocean
Drowns me
Once again
And I'm happy for the toast
From the most
Selfless friend

Dance with the moon
Sleep under the sun
Tomorrow's alarm
Proves I'm not done

Life is a brightly lit fire
And I plan on
Becoming
Embers

You're already
dead
If you speak
Remember...

I
I stand
Like a pillar
between
A star and a
moon

Not revolving
I'm
perfectly
still

I'm no longer
crawling
For I am a
mountain

Standing
to kiss the clouds
while planted
into the nurturing
Earth