Think about the places you've left undiscovered.
Think about when you were a child
And you climbed the crest of a hill
Like an explorer spotting a foreign coast.
You could swear your feet left the ground
For more than just a second.
This was the moment of strange embrace
When you felt the pull between the place you came from
And the body you wear now.
Suspended in the grip between those
Two Old Friends
For just a moment
Back to the Earth.
And here you are and here you've been
All this Time.
Now, you feel the friction building again.
You recall enough of that first meeting
To recognize the sensation.
But grief and disappointment
Have damaged the mechanisms
Needed for this dance.
It feels less miraculous than it did before.
These scars will need to be seen to
Or the transition will not be smooth.
You need not fear that you will fail at this.
You will be made Beautiful one way or another.
But if you get back up on the board enough times
You'll be ready for the perfect wave when it comes
And what a ride, what a ride.
Since time has passed
And you've grown accustomed to formalities
You are being issued an official invitation
To reach through the brambles of your imperfect Life
Until you feel a palm press against yours.
I have a good feeling
We're going to reach an understanding.