We’re heading there now
the sky, a blue sheen,
or maybe the rain gods
are giving us a day of grey
We’re speeding there,
so fast we are learning
we never really had a say
in the great unfolding at all
We’re turning corners,
and the wind on our skin
is a delirious awakening
as we glide around the bend
We are remembering our way,
we are finding our protection,
we are digging deep for hope,
we are making it together. – TS
