I went to Colorado
and rafted down the Ark
I got my lip busted
and bled
and bled
and bled
and bled
but I still saw the bluffs
so proud and erect
and I still felt the water
with blood on my lip.
Then I saw mountain ranges
and I guess it seems,
they've been there awhile
with many chiefs in between
...and I squinted
and I looked through my hand-
turned in a circle,
to let certain things in-
then we went inside the park,
and climbed to a waterfall
its name Calypso
and the trees were tall
the air swirled around us
and the rain did fall
and i sang the song
that broke down my walls.
We drove to Wyoming,
crossed the mountains in the dark,
and I could feel the gravity
and see the moon spark...
and I peered to the side
and saw deepness and dark-
and the moon reflected from my heart.
Now Im back in the home,
where the Rockies live...
and I am full enough so I can give
and I can't remember -
what my door looks like...
but I don't need it,
cause theres one in my heart.
~michelle
~michelle