four roads to freedom in the noonday sun I sat on the plank by the fountain waters a plane flew overhead & I felt the sun seeping into my skin into my soul / a dove flew overhead carrying an olive branch united with both hands & under a sky painted blue by the ringing of freedom & the music from all around - standing underneath overhangs / trying to find the road upon which my destiny lies / trying to find out where I'm meant to be
but sometimes getting caught in chains as I walk down the roads trying to find out who I am / chains made from the dreams I hold deep in my heart but sometimes I fear my competency to make them come true / chains made from my tears & confusion & phases I went thru / chains made from each step upon mistaken roads I walked / chains made from each contemplative hour I clocked / chains made from searching for my true home / chains made from thinking that I was alone / chains made from trying to please everyone / chains made from chains made from the lies I told myself / chains made from wondering whether my dreams would come true / chains made from my desperation to find you / but I have broken free from these chains
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What If?
sometimes I like to sit & think & wonder about you
questions
questions
like,
what if
what if there were a way for us?
what if all of this had just been a big wheel of destiny & you & I were running round the other side of it on opposite sides but would one day catch up to each other?
what if all those things you said, all those people you searched for hoping there were right - what if that was all just your attempt to hide how you felt because you didn't want to scare me away?
what if the person you'd been looking for - the one you dreamed about
the one you pictured holding your hand
& taking you on moonlit walks on the beach
& snuggling with you under a blanket
watching the snowflakes fall together & then making snow angels
running & playing & talking & laughing,
endlessly, into the night
teaching you everything you wanted & needed to know
always being there for you when you needed it most
what if that person had always been there all along?
what if that person was me?
what if the one you were waiting for
had always been right in front of you?
what if in reality we were both searching
never knowing that the one we needed had always been there for us
what if someday
we realize that we feel this way about it each other?
I know its unlikely & you probably will go off your own way & never feel the same way about me
but I still keep that hope within my heart
that hope
that there's a chance for us
that there's a way
that maybe
you could love me back
what if there was a way?
what if you loved me?