I break free
in my day time dream, away
from human suffering. To float,
up,
alone and free.
Sometimes as I fly away, the clouds are thick that hold me.
And I trust they’ll keep me safer than solid ground.
Suddenly, free-falling, I understand it was only a dream.
Landing hard, here in Wisconsin’s fields.
I am still human
solidly sore, hurting, knowing
pain.
You cannot wish away this life, complete
with heartache.
You mustn’t embrace pain
fully either.
Certain moments, let them soak deep
in.
Grooves,
wounds, all that make you
you, and me who I am.
This human ache is teaching us to know
one another’s pain. See?
Sense it.
Firm and persistent,
pain is everywhere,
in and on everyone.
Although my heart is still,
longing to float away and pretend.
Finally it knows better. Knows
a freedom, in stepping firmly
on solid ground.
Feel the earth beneath you,
and believe. Life,
as sure as grief will find you and suffering too,
is only lived well together.
Love is all that is holding
this day dreamer down.
Logic & Imagination 