Wild Desert

I am ready to move.
The way the clouds pass through this desert.
Remind me of how I color your mind.
Like the sunset stretches across this sky.

Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Unafraid of what may fall apart.
Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Honor each storm of unreason.

A foundation feels fickle to hold on to.
Expanding wide spaces as they shift.
A sensation of surrounding.
What is left to support.

Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Unafraid of what may fall apart.
Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Honor each storm of unreason.

Change calls your attention.
As elements confront your safety.
Spirit moves deliberately.
As soil restores this existence.

Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Unafraid of what may fall apart.
Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Honor each storm of unreason.

Believe we are untouched by time.
Natural order of things.
Whimsical how it gets me each turn.
Something made different.

Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Unafraid of what may fall apart.
Can you carry this heart through it's many seasons?
Honor each storm of unreason

walk in wonder, 

Alyx