Born out of darkness, into light,
tempted to retrace our steps,
we pursue the melody passionately,
compelled to embody the seasons
and rise
……….. to the tug of the moon.

A limitless universe, we travel ever lost,
stretching to attend the incomprehensible,
starving with a hunger no food
has yet assuaged.

It is all mere talk until we take a step.
The right word no more than sleight of hand
until we’ve stumbled and rose up again
richer for the experience, forging the way
for someone
……….to go farther than we’ve been.