When you’ve given all your light away I’d like to be the safest place
I will close the doors and lock the gates
And give to you my safest place
She run’s wild and free. She’s a wanderer, a care-free spirit. She lives by the light of the sun and loves by the light of the moon.
Sometimes we are lucky enough to know that our lives have been changed, to discard the old, embrace the new, and turn headlong down an immutable course.
The graffiti reads: “I could only afford to buy a spray can and write: Happy birthday, son. I love you.”
there are worse things
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this
and most often when you do
it’s too late
and there’s nothing worse
than too late
So please ask yourself: What would I do if I weren’t afraid? And then go do it.