You want to leave me alone
with the sadness of the world
I wish I could be you
That is,
Until I step into your shoes
Then,
I change my mind
And wish only for your face,
Your smile
Your words that silence cries
I wish only
To hear your story
To be given the honor of traveling
Above your troubles, not through
To be given the honor of imagining
How it felt like to be you
But never to actually feel
Never to go so deep
To believe
Your experience is real
Spirit of Tara 