We can climb to a higher view
Where the hero slips to the villain
And the villain flips to the hero
We can climb to a clearer view
Where the horizon is close enough to touch
And the sky breathes without effort
We can climb to a more stable perch
Where the earth is always present
And the roots run so deep they support your head
It’s a garden full of fruit
We can climb to a simple place
Where the instructions have no place
And the trust in self is all we need
It’s a love that’s not defined
Or we could lie down right here.
