I've been wondering
How to want what i need,
Pondering how to
Say what I mean,
How to not plant trees,
Instead, to sow a seed.
How I could listen
Instead of talk.
How i could show
A bean, a beanstock.
How we might one day grow
From raindrops to mighty oaks.
So why is it
That I've taken us here?
And how is it
that 'us' has little to do
with you and me?
And What marks the cycles
Of an Acorn to a tree?
So why is it
That I've taken us here?
And how is it
That 'where i've taken us'
Has little to do with
You and i
Going somewhere,
Side by side.
No strings attach
My moon to your tide,
And the ground is softer
On the other side,
So let the wind,
A breath, a sigh
Sweep you up,
Be brave more than shy.
The world is much brighter
If you fall far from my side.