Chances are, you'll fly right by,
But, lesser chances arrest me.
The chances in your silence outweigh,
The chances in your hug goodbye.

But, the bigger things and realer things,
Keep bringing me back to you,
To accomplish some things and unravel some things,
On my way to being with you.

Catch me in my swift decent,
Into something so lovingly new.
Take my heart and take my hand,
And, I'll gladly belong to you.

*05.2011