Feelings, I know I cannot
base my life upon them, cannot
base my faith upon them, cannot
ground my thinking on them.
Yet still I’m yearning for them.
For emotion… feel in motion
Feel a burning, feel a stirring
Feeling heavy, feel like bouncing
But I’ve been drained…
Where did they leak?
Is there a puddle on the street?
Could I go back and fish them out?
Lie where they fell and soak them up?
No… must move on
Must hold on
Must trust you