How many days have I
waved off the miracle
to claim I have empirical
proof that we are blind?
How many ways do I
hide from beauty
as if it’s my duty
to stay left behind?
Rides in on each breath
with wings from above
taps my shoulder
gives my sleeve a tug
even in the darkest
corner there’s enough
light to remind me
of Love
How many times have I
laid awake wondering
when my pirate plundering
might come for me?
How many crimes have I
committed sleeping
dreaming there’s no keeping
secrets from the Sea.
For the last little while
been gathering up my broken mirror
and taping it back together
to look me in the eye.
to tell me I Love me
and believe me cause it’s true
there’s too much to do
a new day is nigh!