Let’s get lost
Open the little garden gate to the old woods.
Across town, into the field, over stonewalls,
We enter the forest,
One that’s falling into autumn
And quiet with sun-splashed witch hazel,
Crisp apples waiting to be plucked,
Pumpkin blossoms and purple cornflowers whispering nearby.
Let’s get lost in these woods
Traverse every rock and root on this earthy road.
Through the trees, deeper into nature, our worries passed,
Light pouring as rain, flooding the shadowed branches and trunks
Of our birch and maple cage,
One that’s salted by sea breeze
And changing with thought-waves and dream-tides.
Our dirt path now blends into sand dunes,
Periwinkle shells and creamy conches welcome us to paradise,
Where we’ll wonder and wander in icy, wanton winter
Sitting, lying, looking heavenward to billions of blazing crystals
The marine beast before us
The palace of deities above
A single galaxy uniting them together.
And you say
Let’s get lost in this world
Open our young eyes to an ancient Earth
Across time, into the future, over the past
We live in a city,
One that’s beating and breathing to the heart-tune of twenty-six million souls
And humming with neon,
Colors evaporating into the night.
Let’s get lost in eachother
Speak languages known the world-over
But words known only to us.
No matter in the old woods or in pulsating city
I know what I’ll say…