I barely feel him on my arm
His words carry more weight
than his tiny black body.
The usual fear is nonexistent
Readily sharing his wisdom
Eagerly telling me about the
Timeless Concept.
In mid-sentence, a leap of faith to the floor
He's confident I can learn on my own
A fleeting moment of bitterness, no doubt rooted in fear
Remember, I'm bigger than you...-Gone.
Now that the glass is shattered
Broken shards lay reminiscing on the floor
The pain is gone, heart-wrenching longing
but a distant memory
Now that the grandfather clock sounds no more
Pendulum still, suspended in nothingness
This ever-present figure of worry
finally laid to rest
And I'm home, the old vision was so wrong...
And I'm home, where I've been all along...