Through the sidewalk cracks
you take on the winter winds
and although you’ll never win
you try nonetheless.

We all have imperfections
that we try to hide.
Yet each blemish make us
flawlessly who we are.

Who is the person
you want to be?

What is the point
of your daily life?

When will you reach
your full potential?

Where will you go
when the darkness takes you?

Why do you care
what the answers are?

From up above
the trail looks easy
the rocks seem smooth
and the landscape
is beautiful.

From down below
the trail looks daunting
the rocks seem jagged
and the landscape
is still beautiful.

All past steps
on life’s highway
have led me here.

The next step
is it terra firma
or aquam abyssi?

The ledge is narrow
the water is deep
one foot
to keep the balance.

Your arms are warm
the clouds are cool
one hand
to hold on tight.

The day winds down
the road winds long
one wish
to pin our hopes.

A blue so deep.
An ocean so vast.
The waves so countless.

You are majesty.
No air underwater.
I am lost in you.

High above our ancestors
look down on us
have we made them proud?

Are we keeping the promises
they handed down
the ones from so long ago?

Or do empty words fill the air
fleeting with the wind
like clouds in the blue sky?

Midnight reaches out
with coal fingers.
Fear no shadowy grip!

As sure as night falls
daybreak will come.
So taunt the darkness!

The further on we go
the more lost we become.

No signposts up ahead
we never read them anyway.

Our path is our own
footsteps in the fresh snow.

We greet each sunset
like an old friend.

So don’t worry about us
if you think we are lost.

Not knowing where we are
is how we find our way.