Soon
I will depart from your presence, the existence of my being
with the breath in me still left, I will walk barefoot, clear in mind
and a spirit dancing, awaiting to traverse onto the next journey
that shall follow the way and path of the universe(s)
the errors of my ways were and are; in the expectations of people
whose eyes judge me adversely as to who I am, loving me for my
hearts true intention, so too, when the tears would flow, thinking
theirs would mirror mine in empathy for all living beings
