My Story?
A name can lift a story
Beyond the clouds
100,000 nights and days
Can drift along an endless stream
Or cascade down a steaming waterfall
I’ve lived but a tenth of those nights and days
Yet my stories are many
and my thoughts even more
Sometimes I don’t know if I’ll ever sleep
Maybe what I need is to go
Climb a mountain
Swim an ocean
Just to get away
And to wonder
Watch another day slowly slip away
Behind the mountain
Into the ocean deep
Or turn another corner
To welcome a new dawn
A new day
What name is this that lifts my story?
Sun pouring over the earth
The parchment landscape
The monsoon skies
The chameleon sea
Will I name my story?
Or will I just name me?
