Call for the most fitting to love you
not one who whispers
in the garden of the sun
to bring showers of night
until day comes no more.
Come as a woman whose days
are filled with perspective
and dreams of golden skies
to quench her thirst
evermore.

If you must go into the forest
where you may not know
who sits and waits to chase the sun
always wait a minute
to see if they are weary.  
As whoever does not know
how to listen
for the clearest voice
that calls to begin the race
is the one who meets
all fury.

Sometimes you will hold all you thought lost
when you walk off
into the distance
with your heart beating
as if it has become boxed in.
Always remember
you have more than one night
to find what you think lost
so please do not cry
for what sleeps
within.

Outside of your window
there rages a fire
that is deeply satisfying
if you will open your door
you will no longer remember
your greatest disappointment.
Always call out to where there exists
all that you can find
inside of balance,
no time like the
present.