nathan lyle

June 27, 2016

I envy those who can believe,
all you who run on roads unseen...
placing feet on unlit ground,
you hurdle forward while I crouch down.
I have to see the earth below,
for my feet to agree with my heart to go.
While you all reach what I have dreamt,
I analyze the path you've already left
in the hopes that if I can comprehend,
I'll master the hows and whys and whens.
And once I've uncovered all that's unseen,
maybe then I'll find my reason to believe.