Today
I want to cover my knees in chocolate mud, playing football in the rain A quiet walk on a wayside cliff, listening to seagulls as they make mischief, travel to places forgotten and unknown, make magic under the stars, cover my head with snow But today is not that day I want to pray for not being selfish, wish health and joy to others, hold hands with crying strangers and walk an old lady with grocery home But today is not that day I want to make a difference in this torrid, tormented world Be an artiste and say, ‘I shall live on fire and dreams alone, I shall not care for being rich or known’ But today is not that day This time I want to stall, live in a parallel universe, where another me never grows old, walk deserts alone and know that no matter what, I’m doing what I can Today is that day for trying what we can do best, to live a moment in heart’s content, to write down thoughts and know what you need to do before the winged warrior calls you home to fly away too soon Today is that