my available soul

when currents call
i gladly go
i fall from placid shore
to wild and deep and tameless sea
to explore
to know
the mystery and rapture
of my available soul

when trade winds blow
i follow
like a kite I go
to trade this place for another place
to mimic the moon
and change my face
to phase across some unknown sky
some silent night
to fly the whims of fate
in the sheer delight
of my available soul
when i see the world
revolve and spin around me
i step outside my static center
i let time bring what time may bring
i choose to enter, to evolve
if it means that I grow old
and turn my temples white from cold
still I'll sing and play with chance
i'll flirt and dance
in the arms
of my available soul

in the presence of this essence
in the presence of this perfect partner
i with ghost
i the host
am embodied
am consumed
giving home to my most precious spirit

to fear the call or never hear it
to miss the magic and be doomed
to amble only half awake
somewhere feeling something missing
as if love passed by far too late
would be cruel and somehow tragic
i will not let that be my fate --End