Leaving
I started leaving weeks ago
when no one else could see
A journey back to beginning times
a coming home for me
It is not easy, it never is
and my older heart grows cold
but my spirit rises even on,
despite the tear and toil
At 40 I should stay asleep
be blind to what I see
but I at 40 journey on
it is what's best for me
I rise again, I always will
My spirit soars to do
echo memories in my heart
Behold I make all things anew
Not the easiest choice I make
I have no sense to fall
but I know that deep live life in sleep
is to miss life's silent call
it is not easy, it never is
but I know its true for be
to live a life with no leaving intent
would be no life lived for me
