What do I know?
Nothing new,
and nothing borrowed.
A few things old.
A few things stolen.
Never quite got the secret
of turning lead into gold.
I know,
I know,
we hold the hands
that change the world.
This far below,
we still stand upon the earth.
I look up to the sky
in the light of day,
and pray
the blue ceiling
doesn’t keep me away
from every star
I gave my childhood wishes to.
I know,
I know,
I was wrong.
It doesn’t matter.
This high and wide
blue truth
stays with me.
Sun greets me in the morning.
Nigh time sneaks in close
to give me
what I need.
Never been a king,
but I have been a fool.
Broken silver spoons
and every golden rule.
Thought that there was no place
for a person like me,
until I found
possibility
under that blue truth.
I know,
I know,
I’ve made my share of mistakes.
I know that you have the proof.
Never claimed to be a good one.
just knew that I had to choose
to be here,
to remain
on this high sub-arctic plain,
and watch the sun
light up the day.
All that blue,
and all that truth.
I know,
I know,
It’s beautiful.
DJR – 2023
