Do you know what it is like,
To see the words you write become inspiration?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To feel lost and still know you belong just right here?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To taste, feel, and love the words not yet discovered?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To know the height of joy and the depth of despair?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To feel your heart race across the skies and return?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To taste the stars' tears and have need of nothing else?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To see beyond the decay and on to pure joy?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To wish someone goodbye as they stand before you?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To see one hundred years of grief and still know joy?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To mourn the loss of dreams and still find them right here?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To lose yourself in the wonder of the heavens?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To fly on wings of freedom and return to earth?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To wander beyond the edges of any map?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To stretch the borders of your minds understanding?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To let the songs of the sea flow into yourself?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To love someone so deeply there is nothing else?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To have all you need and be content with it all?
No, you don't
Do you know what it is like,
To commit countless wrongs and still be forgiven?
No, you don't
Or do you?