Awaiting the Ascent

Feeling that comedown
Feeling a little run down
I listen to a familiar tune
And think about the times I shot for the moon
All of my eyes start to water
And that deep place inside burns ever hotter
Is this my post trauma, adrenaline moment
I’m on the plane already, awaiting the ascent
I want to forever be surrounded by friends
I want to bleach all the sheets and make amends
I want to smell the roses and the coffee every morning
I want with every particle of nature to be adjourning
I want to share space and presence and time
I want to create endless moments — savory and sublime
I want to position myself where I can be most happy
I want to cry and laugh, be romantic, goofy and sappy
I want to be more than I ever have been
I want to drink a cocktail of Being Enough and Gin