every rock upon the ground needs a bed of earth,
every leaf that falls from a tree needs a gust of wind,
a flower needs the sun to open it's arms and stretch.
without these... a rock would ever fall and tumble,
a leaf would tremble and cling for eternity to a teetering branch,
and a flower would never open to reveal its' true beauty.

every soul needs another to wrap it in warmth,
every heart needs something to balance it out,
a hand needs another hand to guide it once in a while.
without these... a soul would forever shiver,
a heart would forget its' rhythm and cease to live,
and a hand would fall empty and lonely... and lost.

i am a rock, a leaf, and a bud...
my soul is half in the cold open air...
my heart is in time but skipping a beat...
and my hand is pulled as if in a canoe with one paddle.
i can survive, and i will, and i have...
but i'll be incomplete if i'm only in love with a dream.