Gift
What is that which shines brightest?
I searched for the perfect gift
while imagining what would make you happy
we say we want to know the “meaning of life”
when I hand (this gift) over, I hope it up and solves those riddles
i hope you’ll accept it.
hoping to give it to you
so it’s gotten all crumpled, and the color is so different now
i can’t even flatteringly describe it as pretty.
“Answer with black or white”
with the wall we’ve run smack dab into before us
we’re not sure what to do
we may not know what to do but…
and it’s there that I search for a color that suits you
once i’ve given it a gentle sounding name
then, I will give that most beautiful color to you.
a new horizon stretches on from there
I ask my heart
“Ready to call it quits?”
and I heard it say back
that it wants to keep on.
that suddenly seems to have multiplied
I’ll even carry yours
so come on over,
that alone will lighten my heart.
who is “the chosen one”?
even if its not me,
I’m going to keep on running
I’ll keep on running.
which is why there is shade
all of it has a purpose
because each appreciates the other
no matter where we are
we can feel the light.
Please accept it. It was because I was with you that I could find it.
It’s I who should be thanking you.
What is that which shines brightest?
I keep the gift you gave me, always, deep in my heart
see, how it shines now
it can still shine on.