November 05, 2021
I dreamed I was a soul doctor
Or remembered I was
Old friend, you came to me
And I helped you find your child’s smile
Against the wall at night I saw his light
And yours mingle in the dance
Beneath our skins they dwell
Just past our vision another world dreams
They persuade our actions
And nudge us in our direction
To let us judge after our decision
Did I do the right thing?
Did I listen ?
Or did narrow fear blind
Till on bed reclined
To go to the light once again
To meet yourself in the end
Will you agree it was a good life
Or was it all in vain?
Will you cower in lost chances, anger, blame?
Would you agree to do it all again?
A good teacher doesn’t judge
She lets you find your own answers
Yet the dance is always there
Ancestors know the rhythm through despair
Can you remember the steps?
They urge you to find them in the dark
Written by Corey Smaller Follow me on Instagram