the shift will come
the oceans will become rivers
and take us from this plane
there is a new world
waiting just below
the surface of all
that we think is possible.
nausea comes as i traverse
counties on familiar highways
i am changed
and so is this place
but it is not enough
i want more than
this world has taught us
to believe is
possible.
i want a new understanding
of what it is to live,
to breathe, to succeed
in this life as a human
being
i want all that we’ve
pushed aside or forgotten
or never known, all the
goodness and love
that has ever been
to come pouring down,
the purest rain.
i welcome the clouds.
