amazing things, usually hidden, can well up and out of your heart,
the giveaway to yourself just who it is you are, riding the stars,
what it is you desire and the mismatch between fantasy and reality,
the person you would like to be and the person calling the shots,
a grey area, too sublime to capture, too murky to see, too deep,
the place for the ordinary mystery of life to be enough for one to live,
a place most folks find themselves most of the short time of their life.