journey song #6:
clinging
I have missed it again--
some signal, from a place
very like far away, the
meaning indecipherable at
distance. I need forgiveness
but instead ask for time.
This time, I will prove the
intention behind the act.
This time, I will admit
to need, to imperfection,
hold my flaws up to be
inspected, expose my
uncertainty, my passion,
my trade winds, my semaphores.
I am working to make
my heart transparent.
Expose it to scorn and see
if something, anything, might
grow through this fence.
I don't know what the signal means,
and I am here to ask you
where the balance point hides.
March 18, 1998