Do I walk, do I run?
Do I gallop with the wind,
Feel it tangle in my hair?
Feel the dirt between flying feet,
Feel the gravel cut tiny nicks
Into ready skin?
Feel like the waves, untamed, not held
Back by anything but my own
Wild, wayward will?
(But will you keep up with me?)
Do I saunter, do I dawdle?
Do I stroll leisurely along quiet paths,
Feel a lazy breeze keep pace with calm breaths,
Feel the lingering serenity
Of starry nights and moonlit skies?
Feel dewdrops cling
To parched skin; silken blades,
Tangling between my toes.
Feel the safety of a canopy
Of a thousand twinkling lights,
Guiding me home?
(But will you leave me behind?)
Do I whirl into your world,
With thunder and lightning
Crackling across dark skies
All noise and quicksilver,
With howling wind and restless rain
Beating relentlessly against
Or do I traipse in,
With the quiet drizzle in the night
Gentle showers and soft breezes,
All damp coolness and moist earth
Crystal drops clinging to
Emerald leaves and gossamer webs?
(Will you welcome me in?)
Do I linger, do I wait,
Like the bitterness of coffee
That stays on scalded tongues,
Like the last bit of yellow light
That stains a sunset,
Refusing to let the dark
Steal it away?
Or do I flit away,
Like the brief, but magical
Dusks and twilights,
All blushing hues and shy tints
Creeping across the sky’s canvas
Dancing with hesitant feet
Before melting into the light
Or the black of the night?
Do I dance with leaping flame,
Beautiful, dangerous, destructive;
Or burn with mellow candles,
Soft, golden, keeping silent vigil
Through the darkest of nights?
Do I stay, waiting for you,
Like the shadow by your side
Seldom noticed, never appreciated;
Or do I slip away,
Rushing tide swirling away,
Slipping between your toes,
Kissing you goodbye?
(Will you miss me if I’m gone?)