Standing in the
Valley of my
Broken hearts I
Look to the
Mountains of possibilities
And wonder that
If I climb
Up there will
There be sky
Or will up
There simply be
Other valleys that
I don’t yet
See is love
Really just that
Peaks and valleys
Standing in the
Valley of my
Broken hearts I
Look to the
Mountains of possibilities
And wonder that
If I climb
Up there will
There be sky
Or will up
There simply be
Other valleys that
I don’t yet
See is love
Really just that
Peaks and valleys
While it’s true
If I can
Be only with
You for a
Brief time then
Let’s make that
Time be a
Lifetime for lifetimes
Aren’t the measure
Of age but
Rather of happiness
I did not
I never did
I had wanted
To go somewhere
Else yet found
Myself here in
A place that
I never imagined
And unable to
Understand or even
Speak the language
So muddle through
I did knowing
That one day
I eventually would
Be at the
Place that I
Had wanted to
Be rather than
The damned place
I’d been sent
So today with
Ticket in hand
Off I go
To my someplace
And not yours
It is time
To put away
All my toys
To stop imagining
What could be
And finally accept
What will be
And never ever
Actually was except
In the cruel
Minds of children
From the bottom
One sees everything
Because most things
Only exist there
Way up there
Face in dirt
Crushed not crippled
I will once
Again yet again
Stand wobblier than
Before but nonetheless
Stand saying hello
To all those
Living up there