I stood off from the crowd as lonely as I’ve ever been
alone in my thoughts, like a single, lost bookend.
It’s useless I thought, just walk away, call it a day;
lonely is who I am, lonely I will stay.
"You will not" she seemed to have said.
The words rang in my head as I glanced across the room
while the others danced around us, totally consumed.
We were bit players in the theatre of their lives
easily dismissed as playing no great role.
We were the odd people out and it wrestled with my soul.
 
She had big green eyes, like jewels of emerald stone.
She was so beautiful but still, she sat alone.
I hunkered on the other side of the room, staring like a fool.
My thoughts awhirl, oh what should I do?
Approach her, quickly…now…no more alibis,
or the moment would disappear right before my eyes.
It was now or never; it was meant to be my day.
I approached her cautiously, so as not to frighten her away.

She looked at me and peeled off these words,
they circled me in a whirlwind like frightened little birds.
“You think I'm real but I’m not;
an imaginary girl enticing you to walk across the room.
I'm not here, I'm in your mind, there's nothing to assume.
You’re a lonely boy, you have to find your way,
break into the crowds, or alone you will stay.
Now, ask a girl to dance, no it can’t be me.
I’ve come only to talk to you and set your spirits free.
So forever remember me, when you're no longer alone,
the girl with big green eyes, like jewels of emerald stone.”
 
Where did she come from, I haven't a clue,
she just appeared and fell into my view.
I tried to play it cool with my practiced frozen stare,
no way to escape, to get to the door,
it was if I was nailed to the gymnasium floor.
And just like that she was gone, and I was left, I couldn’t tag along.
But that very night, she took away my fear, she took away my fright.
She with the big green eyes, like jewels of emerald stone.

Could I catch the drops of rain
and make from them a pond
to swim in during the summer months
and in the winter skate upon?

Could I take a single grain of wheat
and spread it across the great plains
to make the hungry full again
and take care of all their pains?

Could I take a small seedling
that seems to have no purpose at all
and plant it and make a great tree
that bears fruit as it grows tall?

Could I capture a single lightning bug
and hold it in my hand
to light a path along the way
of even just one blind man brightening up his day?

Could I take a single thought and empower it with who I am
and not be bothered by what other people see
or cater to who they want me to be
but stand fearlessly and be authentically me? 

Could I take a leap of faith
and boldly carry on
reinvent for me a brand-new life
now that the old one has gone?

Could I put forth endless smiles
in place of sorrowful frowns
lighten up a single heart this dreary night
to take away the darkness take away the fright?

Could I take you in my thoughts
just this one last time
and remind the world that although you're gone
you'll remain forever mine?
 
Could I…?

There are somethings that I shouldn’t know;
things that bring no nourishment,
no ‘chicken soup for the soul’.
Things that come with age and with age, also go.
They are the roundness in my life, the square corners too,
They’re fading with the twilight and are now long overdue.
 
Often times, I say, “Yes, I’ll take care of it my dear”
yet three months later, without explanation, it again reappears.
That bill that wasn’t paid
bounces back because it was six days late.
The interest upon interest grows to be,
an accrued amount of dollars owed by me.
 
 I don’t always know what the something is,
it’s gentle with a feathery kiss,
it’s just there, it weaves itself in and out
it whispers and never shouts.
I never see it coming, not an inkling, not a three,
when the somethings rear their ugly heads, when they find me.
I see it with a new clarity, my somethings they are rife,
they are the ingredients that mix and make up my life.
 
Somethings can be something, or they can be nothing at all.
We can soar, as they spread our wings,
or let them be our greatest shortfall.
The trouble with somethings is they can sometime be a ruse
we must really pay attention that it’s us, they’re talking too.
It seems to have garnished your attention,
it could be something that got away from us,
something in disguise, something abnormal, all our alibis.
I think we need to chat.
If we want to get back to where we started
we need to commit ourselves to that.
 
There are just somethings yes, somethings,
that are a fragrant offering,
the jewels in our diadem.
They’re there if we stretch to find them,
on the earth, on the seas, in the skies;
the cumulation of all I am,
all the somethings I comprise.

If I were a man with but one choice
and held this moment true,
would I book the next flight out
or choose to stay with you?
 
I’m waiting with baited breath,
to hear the words you say.
Will they anchor me to where I stand
or push me far away?
 
I see it in your face,
the anger that you bear,
wrestling with those troubling words,
that only you can hear.
 
Your silence now is broken
with words you need to say.
They hold the air like dense, gray fog,
as I begin to pray.
 
Your words are mixed and troubling,
they fall hard against my ears.
They unsettle me, I am unarmed,
they bring me almost to tears.
The words you say,
weigh heavily on my mind,
one sound bite at a time,
they cross that sacred line.
 
Choose your words carefully
don’t be pit bull cruel.
Your anger is all about me,
it has nothing to do with you.
You can slice it or dice it,
I’m not your broken mule,
don’t beat me over the head
with a dirty garden tool.

How cruel!
How cruel!

Don’t let them get to you
Chill, let it go
You’re letting them wear you down
They’re stripping the innocence from your soul
They’re grinding you into the ground

You best look in the mirror
Cleanse the grime from your face
Take some time and calm yourself
It’s time to leave their cruel rat race

This world is not a gentle place
It doesn’t care who’s left behind
Your beauty carries you through the day
But the nights, they’re not so kind

Chill, let it go
Shake it off like newly fallen snow
Don’t let the trials of the day bore into you
Or peel your armor away
Stand firm, and never leave room to doubt
That you were true to yourself at the end of each day

You’re trying too hard, much too hard
To show how strong you are
You needn’t be who you’re not
Don’t let anyone put you in a box
You are gentle-spirited, pure of mind
With a sense for a life and a desire for fun

The world can be a tough place
With millions of people all about
Running to and fro in a crazy rat race
Just to be heard you must often shout
It’s made you want to hide
So, you’ve built up your walls
You’ve locked yourself inside
It’s hard to break through
You don’t let me enter, I don’t have a clue

We weren’t meant to be alone
With no one to care and greet us at home
You’re my love, you’ll always be
There’s nothing more to be said
I wrap myself in the comfort of your arms
And accompany you to bed
But, the morning came too quickly
 I woke up and you were gone
A note on the pillow left me feeling a bit sickly
“The world’s taken a bite out of me,
I’ll not see you again, it’s time for me to move on
Chill, let me go”