Thursday, April 14, 2011

Sometimes Direction Isn't Needed

In my element following the lines of this road 
Looking down distracted, somehow I don't step off the curbs
They are easy to follow even in the dark
It hasn't always been this way
Many times I've wanted to cross the road 
But I close my eyes and keep walking
Trusting that the lines will never break 
I don't need you to show me what's next
I'd rather walk slow and feel your hand 
Moving down my back and reaching for my hands
Standing still can't stop me now
It only helps me feel a full embrace
Never will I run when I can choose to be still
Made to feel that direction isn't needed 
When you're all I'm perceiving

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