We travel, as though aware of the effect we have
Sometimes we arrive and the journey was smooth and content
Other times the way is rocky and we work to make our path clearer
And sometimes in our attempts to make things easier for ourselves we block another’s progress

This is how I was with you

I thought because of who I am that I could cause the ripples of the pond to be un-stilled
And I could call the dance that came

But it turned out that the choices were not mine to make
And now I must stand and watch a different journey run it’s course