The Song That Guides Me
A birthday poem. What I have discovered on the journey of my life.
Thought I’d be on my own
When I came to Japan,
Lone wolf wanderin’
With his paper and his pen.
At least I’d have my dream and that would
Sustain; it has and it will
A dream to understand.
Fuck was I wrong, made
Lifelong friends
On our individual journeys
Persisting
Thriving,
Improving crying falling
Flying
Hand in hand.
Wings collect dust
At home.
Friends are out there
Looking for you
As you’re looking for them. So be bold.
Go.
On the
Journey of your life
You’ll feel alone
Your body quake
Shiver with unexplainable emotion when
Walking in the sun.
Shit is seldom easy,
Memories of what you left and fear of what’s to come —
But the body’s made to face that fear
Overcome
It knows it’s made for something more
So it flutters when
It lays there
Spirit’s made to…