cruising

windows down

my roots wandering through the mountain peaks

searching for nothing but

a home in a heart

the road goes on and on

and I wonder how far it’ll take me the next time around,

the next trip around the sun

but for now,

I’m everywhere

and nowhere to be found

traveling without directions because

my strength has become my compass

and I’m certain it’ll get me exactly where

it is that I’m meant to be

until then,

you can find me cruising

with a head full of dreams.

and you?

been spending more time than usual

listening to the familiar,

coming home to myself,

healing the scabs instead of picking at them;

been keeping my words on lips

and lined pages,  been investing

in the power of my lungs and strength

of my heart;

been keeping my tears safe

and my mind wild,

been living the love I have yet to have

and holding on to the hope that everything that’s been

just precedes even better days.