Just

I am in no hurry

I have no place to reach

But every time I see a road

Rolling out like a grey carpet before me

It makes me want to run

Just run

I have no designation

I have no deadlines to meet

But every time I see a blank white

Lying bare like a dry, thirsty leaf before me

It makes me want to write

Just write

I have no lovers, no letters to weave

No heart to touch, no promise to keep

But every time I see a wounded pup

Whaling like a forsaken child before me

It makes me want to love

Just love

I belong to no dream sequence

I've never had luck with wings

But every time I see the brink of a mountain

Waiting like a dizzy diving board to throw me

Into the arms of the sky

It makes me want to jump

Just jump