Teach me to pluck the stars from the skies so I may place them into my eyes so I may see the world as you do.
Show me how to be patient with the rivers of the sky as they flow to and fro.
Tell me a tale that even Time has not heard so I may use it as strength when the cackling crows call.
Touch me so I can feel that this is reality and not another sweet poisonous fantasy.
Feel the ground quake and the mountain shake as I challenge the thunders roar.
Hear the pain in my laughter and know that you are near a place so far beneath my smiling face.
See me dance off of this cliff and know it was I who let go.
For I have to know if I will sink, float or soar…
I have to know what I am in for…