i sometimes forget the childlike ability to feel the sunrise
if we chased our dreams and got lost, we could be stuck in a stranger’s dream
let my focus drift away from the daily noise toward what matters
where there’s clarity there is honesty; the truth can’t live in a fog
nothing is over ever; so we can never pretend otherwise
though much is the same i feel that my energy burns cleaner today
a candle flickers for a short while; another will soon need lighting
relax, have a seat breathe deeply; we cannot do more than we can do
we assess the threat if credible, we prepare and hope for the best
my thoughts have escaped on the breeze whistling soft through the pine needles
uptown jack 