Time presses its tiredness upon me
As I seek an empty nest
As I rest upon broken roads
As I hunt for the most beautiful within you

If I could just learn to watch myself as the other
If I could comfort my wounds with the false kindness of another
If I could share the safety of your sighs

My insides would then whisper their fear
Along this stretched path
Inviting strangers to affirm the validity of spaces within
To find the stillness of the moment that can no longer tire us