that i set foot upon your red dirt
for the first time.
and i still haven't figured out
what you've done to me or
why you call to me.
and i don't have words to express it.
or even colors to paint you, or
chords to play.
but no one understands why i'm intense
about you. because i can't get you out of me.
or the smell off of me.
i guess you feel like home.
and you're a long way away.
a really long way.
so bring me back to you. let me feel
the dirt between my toes. lose my
head in the vastness of sky.
get washed in the electric rain.
in the colors of naivasha's sunset.
in bunyonyi's storm.
but, for now, show me how to remember
how to make you part of me here.
how to balance.
you know it's so easy for me to
forget all you taught me
to forget me.
and show me how to turn those things
into love. kind of like how, in you
we saw love.
because this world here is broken too
so until i return to you, here i should
try to love.
and i know i say that a lot, but i really
believe it, and if i live it,
i'd try and bring it back to you.
until then, my friend, don't ever leave
my heart or my head. i'll keep believing
that i'll see you soon.
"if you come to help me, you are wasting your time...
but if you come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then
let us walk together."
1 comment:
i like how this is posted at 11:11, and youre wishing to go back. perfect
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