Clarity is hard
Oh my God
It’s hard knowing
Understanding these things
While all others
Flit and fly
About knowing nothing
Bumping into others
Casually saying hello
I do find
My Heaven in
Others for what
I see in
Them is nothing
Short of angelic
From a distance
For who but
God dare to
Touch an Angel
Obstacles are placed
On our path
Not to weaken
But to strengthen
Obstacles give pause
Providing time to
Wonder do I
Really want this
But never forget
That hills exist
So that valleys
Can also exist
Where you decide
To stop is
Up to you
Back when I
Was seventeen life
Was simpler love
Purer music better
Life was uncluttered
Because it was
Still ahead out
There around the
Next curve beyond
The next hill
And I shot
For it and
Always found it
Where I thought
That it was
Back when I
Was still seventeen
I want to
Know the things
That you don’t
Want me to
The things that
You keep hidden
Tucked far away
Those things that
You think that
No one wants
To know those
Oddities and peccadilloes
Those exact things
That make you
You to me
I talked to
You last night
As though you
Were here beside
Me imagining that
You were knowing
That you weren’t
Did you hear
Did you feel
My eyes trailing
Down your body
Describing every hill
And valley nook
And cranny did
You know when
I pulled you
Close did you
Come there wherever
You were into
My sleepy arms
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 