This Is Your Road

Footsteps 

How many days, lives 

How many steps

Hands move through the day

Thoughts running wild 

Then taking sudden pause 

Like children playing tag

Wind blows, and it feels clean inside you

You knew the rain outside 

Before it came 

Catching the scent of life's flow 

Moved to quiet, sweet ecstasy 

While the day does it's happening 

What is this foundationless certainty 

Security in blind free fall 

Time stops being a line 

And it's all one instant 

Impossible to describe 

You'd love to tell someone

Or to show them, a joining 

You look into their eyes 

Once in a while, when you do 

You see it, a fleeting glimpse 

Before they pull the shutters closed

You smile with love 

Feeling the cry forming in your throat 

And you walk on 

For you 

There's no going back 

And you're not sorry 

Oh no, never, ever sorry 

To be living this crazy, indescribable love affair with being 

Fear makes it's visits

And you know longing as a constant companion 

Senses altered 

You know this life 

Differently now

So 

You do what you do 

And as time goes on 

Only raw, relentless authenticity works 

Otherwise, how can you breathe 

This is your road