Jive

Laced with misunderstanding
 The way I look at You
 The way I feel You
 Is somewhat creepy

Deeply subdued
 In my subconscious
 The pattern
 Of push and pull

I can see it now
 I can feel into it now
 I’m doing my best to surrender to it
 But the echo of it sounds loud

All that is left is presence
 Looking it into the eye
 Why? So I can finally jive
 To the beat of my own life

Feeling my way through it,

Ian Altosaar