The Calling
I run my mind in circles sometimes
Fear so great and love so fine
Dance and cry to sights and sounds
Memories and thoughts profound
The landscapes of my mind
Here I am, I’m here you see
You hear and smell and feel it’s me
You know it’s me but cannot see
The endless realms inside that be
And all for you the same is true
Your world exists for only you
Thoughts to think and things to do
Endless summers if you choose
But should we cross and should we share
A moment in the places where
A common beauty we can see
And you and I both long to be…
The calling of the mystery