Sometimes I find my eye lingering
On the path I’ve already travelled
On the path I’ve already travelled
I remind myself
Look forward
Or risk running aground
I remind myself
Look forward
Or risk running aground
I live on a smooth
Round globe
Of rock and water
With just a thin veneer of gas
But I shrug
And think to myself
Life itself
Is a surprise
Which always surprises me
But I recline
Beneath a golden sky
Above a glittering sea
And therein lies
The greatest wealth
I’ll ever need
Exquisite beauty
But I prefer the mystery
Up the hill
And through the woods
Round corners
Through the trees
Over roots and rocks
Over this world
Of heat and sorrow
Which takes so much
Then leaves so little
I am reminded
Earth is a very small place
And I
I am a very small man
I cannot see
Into the depths
I cannot see
The other side