It's reaching that time of year again
When the dark outweighs the light
I stand between these crooked hills
Only redwoods in my sight
And I am jealous of the patient way the leaves
Wait to fall all autumn long
Before they gracefully surrender and release
Let go become what they are
What they are
The trees remind me I am craving of the sun
To bend this shivering I live
And in the midst of all this begging I have done
I seed potential and I give
Something else
Something else is waiting
Something else is waiting
Something else is waiting
For you
And I have longed for this
For always
In the face of it
I choose something else
It's reaching that time of year again
I see reflections in the ice
The day is breaking on mount washington
The river water soon will rise
Amidst the wind I feel alert and still alive
It touches hope beneath my skin
Facing up against this shortening of breath
Hungry waiting to begin
Something else is waiting
Something else is waiting
Something else is waiting
For you
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