A place called here

 “A place called here, is somewhere I don’t know very well.

Here is the place between the past and the present.

Here is the place where the memories are.

But I don’t love them until later, 

When I am looking for their pieces between the seats in my car

On the way to the next

I wish I knew more about here.

I look far into tomorrow--far ahead in this flat desert

Waiting for an echo back, and proof that there is something up there

Something worth wearing myself out for. 

But here I am in this desert

Between two oases

Thirsty, but not realizing that here is somewhere worth being

Somewhere worth seeing

I have lived my life climbing this rope

Waiting for the top of this cliff

And when I finally reach it, 

I will miss the climb.”

“A place called here” by NIGHTBIRDE

RIP Jane 🤗 💧 

 

Posted by: NIGHTBIRDE Family and Team