Passion Play
Curiosity keeps the darkness at bay,
Gifts deeper meaning to my day.
Something to ground me
In foreign cities and heavier days,
Without ever chaining me
To one place.
Let’s always welcome discovery,
you and me,
To fill in the blind spots of identity
And color them vividly
Unapologetically
Beautifully.
For if you’re not rolling
You might as well be stone,
And if you’re not looking
You’ll never see or know.
So let’s grab hold of this flighty intrigue
And follow it for all we’re worth
And never fall
Into such stagnant complacency,
Comfortable prison though it may be.
For if you’re not learning
You’re forgetting
And if you’re not searching
You are lost.
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