I See It's A Journey Even To Hang Around Poem by M. A Heathcote

Never wanted a shadow or any drama following
Never wanted anything fake - how disappointing.
Never wanted ever to be washed, to be baptised
Never wanted to fall out of love or be reconciled.
Never wanted to chastise a child or become angry.
Never wanted money beyond having a full granary.
Never wanted to break a heart or hurt a living soul.
Never wanted to be that bully, demanding control.
Never wanted to miss a sunrise; become a sloth.
Never wanted to break a promise or an oath.
Never wanted this pensive sadness, this melancholy.
Never wanted depression or to resemble a zombie.
Never wanted to attempt to take my life, abandon God
Never wanted to be buried or have my ashes in a coffee pot.
Now I'm here, I see it's a journey even to hang around.
At times, life can feel like a comet hurtling inbound.
But now I'm so happy to be here close to you.
Forgetting who I am and what I've been without you.
Never wanted a shadow or any drama following
But now I'm with you; nothing is too imposing.
My body sighs; it's singing. I'm grateful for all of this.
I'm grateful for the moonlight in each starlit abyss.
When I look into your eyes and feel our fault lines
Touch and collide; it's like everything has to crystallise.