--Dedicated to my friend Jennifer Tiedemann
Sterile chimes and blinks entwine
As half is filled my cup,
The lens of all my yesterdays
The view from halfway up.
Cities shrink and clouds depart
The distance ever growing,
The bloom of every almost made,
A life unlived, unknowing…
By gaining speed and losing ground
And falling ever higher,
I’m closer now to heaven's brow
Than God could take me prior…
Like heavy blues and in painted skies
The new year has me stuck,
I wish I’d undo bad goodbyes
Were I not now halfway up…
But the door is shut, the arrow shot,
Their phones in airplane mode,
Nothing left to lose but time,
The seeds of what we’ve sowed.
But tomorrow brings its blessing,
The twelve of midnight struck,
And it’s hard to sit here stressing
With my view from halfway up.
I wish that all of you could see
The view from halfway up.
