the wakeful dream

i would honestly like
   to know you better
   be your friend.

i am trying to find my
   way to the light
   in your life,
but you don’t have to
   shine for me.

just make sure you
   don’t spend your life as
darkness.

do not be afraid
   of your own flowering.

be a rose,
   iris, or daffodil,
but never an underground heart.

you may blossom for me if you
   choose,
but don’t ignore the
   early signs of spring.

the chilly sun has secrets
   to show you

grow barefoot into the
   wakeful dream.