the sensation and the belief
that maybe i could do something
in my life
with people
stretch my arms out
to grip my hands in yours
breathe together
beneath the pulse of the world
moving past
that maybe it could
be possible for me
to make it
to where i'm not sure at this point
that i could be natural
as breathing
something open beyond the spaces
of what i am believed to be
and then what
i don't know
i don't know
i don't know right now but
i think this may work
in all the possibilities of the world
this path is still
open for me to walk it
whether now
or at other hours of the night
alone or with you
yet life is long
in the sense that it does not matter
by the end of it
i will still be breathing
and praying and laughing and
learning and crying
and breaking
and falling and helping and
growing
until the end
