It's coming

Sometimes it sneaks up on you Sometimes more often than others Late at night, crowded rooms, even when there are lots of people It finds you It likes you When you are A L O N E Even when there are lots of people Who should shield you But it’s very sneaky And it grabs you from behind And like a cruel dance You’re spinning and turning and falling and floating Out of control, an invisible partner A trustless waltz It doesn’t want you to see the light It moves you too quickly And sometimes it disappears, leaves you dizzy But sometimes It leaves you A L O N E Just long enough Whether or not there are lots of people You don’t always need the shielding Because you open your eyes And look straight up (that trick your friend taught you in grade school to stop being dizzy after running in circles) and notice the trees and the leaves that sway and how the sky is never just blue but a million colors, some without names and that the people around you shield you and shield themselves and you do the same for them and you keep each other safe Sometimes if you’re lucky The air is warm and sweet Or crisp and fresh And you breathe it into your lungs And it starts to dance with you And you’re spinning and twirling and falling and floating But you know you’ll land on your feet (Or at least laughing on the ground) Because it’s your dance And you can’t help but share it With the world and the people around you because it’s beautiful It’s free and gorgeous and breathtaking and awe-inspiring Because awesome has lost it’s meaning But maybe that’s how you’ll describe it Because even when it’s not so great (Cause it can be bewildering) It’s magnificent And you can’t live without it And you hope you never forget it Because for a second It gives you the power to scare the bad away