i go places to find me
the farther the deeper
but i can’t seem to go far enough
i have said i want to wake up
and pull back the flap to see
a morning like i’ve never seen
everything like i’ve never seen
beyond what i have seen i hope
to find what i imagine
and wake what sleeps in this self
the sun rises and sets there
the land is wide or rolling
or perhaps something i haven’t dreamt