Big numbers eventually become small
If you zoom out far enough
Leaving the sense of wonder behind
Like when you’re little, 100 was so big, then a thousand
It boggles the mind at how small those numbers are now
Only by adding zeroes can the awe be added back in
Now what is a big number for you?
Cleopatra was definitely her BFF
Leaving that loser Marc Anthony behind of course
And she loved the idea of dancing with Frank Astaire
Singing in the rain dodging the puddles in her swing dress
She enjoyed belting songs with Patsy Kline at full volume
It made her feel connected to life
Could be her soul was so old it was a…
Finding the remains of summer scattered upon the ground
As I walk along the shrinking daylight
Leaving the time of green behind
Looking toward the time of stark contrasts of dark and white
Believe in what cannot be seen
Leave the mundane behind and fly with gossamer wings
Infuse your life with the magic around you
Nothing can really hold you back when you brace the impossible
Don’t hesitate and close your eyes and see
Be aggressive with your opportunities.
Oh, the things you can accomplish
Leave nothing behind that can haunt you with regrets
Determine your future with gusto
Leaving the chains behind is just the start
It means helping the formerly enslaved stand up
Being there to lend a hand in moving forward
Enabling them to not only survive but thrive
Reach for those hands across the divide
Trust that the world will be better in the long run
You can help bring justice for all
Moss draped trees swung in the humid breeze
As Roger held his shotgun up to his shoulder
Ready to pull the trigger if one of those damn crocs showed back up
Silently he waded into the tepid waters a bit more.
He never saw the one come up from behind.
How high do we need to jump
Until we finally get over the hump
Realizing true equality for ALL
Determined not to go backwards ever again
Leaving behind the strife, bigotry, and hatred
Embracing a truly brilliant future
Slipping along my day ever so slowly but
Never leaving home. It leaves me a bit stir crazy
As if the weight of my world rides around on my shoulders
If I could just find a way to leave it all behind
Looking at that a second time, leaving it all would just leave me sluggish
Put everything into your suitcase known as life
And don’t leave anything behind. Cram it inside.
Can’t take it with you? Sure you can.
Knowledge and experiences are the best luggage ever.