For your part,
your earthly this and that,
safe and secure,
encouraging to detail
as much as possible of the dream,
sealing my window,
but that god is not my god,
that faith, not my faith,
that belief, not mine.
Used the trust,
used the love ,
used it...
Remains the lie,
remains the hurt.
Still love you,
won't let the negative control,
manipulate, regulate,
influence my mind, my heart, my soul,
not this game that life plays.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
still thinking,
Found those I can trust,
content at last,
with other deep souls,
Lucky, my man
can try to keep me
from the new ways
that were the old ways,
but not the oldest ways-

Who knows those days?

Now I lay me down to rest
believing,
Alone no more,
never again,
I have my truth, and deeper still
another truth to be fulfilled,
another truth, a final will-

Not alone, I climb this hill.

Now I lay me down to think
in peace,
Soft grey of sunset
soothes my anger,
chases my hurt
into the dark,
comforts my strong, but tired heart.

My dream, an endless world of thoughts.

Loving myself today,
a fresh spirit,
new ideas of freedom...

I hear the mower.
Don't care.
I hear the shower.
Don't care.
I hear the keyboard.

I care.

I hear the road
calling my name.
I hear the the laughter
of sand on the beach.
I hear the heart
of my lover,
beating for me.

My path is turning
as I knew it would have to;
now I see it, the future
more clearly,
and I view it with much
anticipation.

Fear?
Maybe, but of what
I cannot say,

except

I never want to leave
a brother behind
without saying 'goodbye.'