Breaking the night
To splash upon my skin
The light would not wait
For my gaze to find its 
Stream

For light
In its unyielding sprint
Was never meant for 
The eyes
Only a heart
Believing without doubt
That it had been made 
​To see

You crept
You wept
Not knowing what was
Left
You leapt
​You swept
What had long been
Kept 
You slept
You stepped 
To find love and
Accept
The past as the past
The present now here
A breath come alive
Your freedom from fear

Love came falling
Like a lost autumn leaf
Struggling with the wind
To find its whole family
Long since descended
And raked to the margins
Brushed and strewn
Aside
By those most secretly
Suffering
Swallowed by the fear 
Of losing a wandering
Way
Made just barely visible
To their strained myopic
eyes
So pray I will
For love's grand fall
Knowing its tumble
And universal sound
Will find its roots
And break colored 
​Ground

My father never told me
That I could do anything
I wanted
He just showed me 
What my body actually 
Needed
My father never told me
I could be anyone I
Wanted
He just showed me how 
To be someone worth 
Being 
My father never told me 
To stop asking questions
He just showed me how 
To come up with a few
Right answers 
My father never told me
That what I was doing
Was wrong
He just showed me a
Couple of ways that 
Might be a little bit 
Better 
My father never gave
Me a map to find
Everlasting fortune 
He just showed me that
White blazes were
Something worth 
Following instead
So thank you dad
For showing instead of
Giving
For being instead of
Doing
For being was all
We were ever meant "to do"

The stories streamed
Passed
Some crossing through
On a coffee crusade
Others on their way to
Educational
Enlightenment
More still wandering to
Work without a clue as
To why
Many as mothers
Moving to find peace
A few as fathers
Following to find
Understanding
And countless as
Children chasing the call
To find more

With each step forward
Another page written
Of a blessed and sacred
Story
I could never hope to
Read
Yet comfort I could find
In the thought of a
Walking wisdom
A shared and loving
Collective
Of one humanity
For simply knowing
That we were unfolding
Stories
Was really the only
Story
My heart would need to
Read