Asking for a Friend

Who am I to be now?

Now, that I’ve burned away my core,

And fell the hollowing deceit of hoping.

Who am I to be?

After I’ve been a friend, a shoulder to lean against.

After the heartbreak, and soul quakes.

Who am I to be?

When everyone who’s ever known me fades away.

Do I, know me?

Could I dare say that I do?

I know there is a broken girl waiting

Waiting for the clouds to break,

And for the heart ache-

-to stop.

But beyond that I may never know.

I keep surprising myself.

One foot in front of another,

And another, and another, I go.

Never flinching to the cutting wind,

Or the sharps on my feet.

Just one foot in front of another.

Who am I to be?

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Baba Ram Dass- Nowhere left to Stand 1986

so if you don’t understand what I’m talking about,

listen with your heart. It’s okay, the words are completely confusing

you can assume I am totally insane

But when they tell me I can't,

that is when I shall [grow] the most.

The thing with nature is, it always overcomes. The thing with LIFE is that it always finds a way.

[where is it going?] it’s going where ever you let it.

Find balance [in the earthquakes] and breathe.

Look around you, astounding isn’t it? The patterns, the variance. The colors of everything from the millions of shades I’ve seen the sky, to that [warm dark brown of his eyes].

Imagine the statistically improbability that we’re even alive. There’s been millions of years, countless beings- alive. We’re alive.

I’m so scared of where I go when I shut my eyes but around me is a bewilderment of breathtaking feats of it all.

If you could choose to be anything why not be kind? Why not be gentle? Walk softly (dear friend), for the ground is unsteady and the wind is racing but we have so much farther to go. What a journey we’ve stumbled upon.

dh 2021