We try so hard to control a thing that can't be caged.
Freedom is just that, and so often, our brains want to champion what our hearts already know.
So why is it so hard to let go?
I'm guessing it's because I'm supposed to learn this lesson with you.
Even when it feels easier to be selfish and only choose myself,
I know now that choosing you is choosing me.
Us looking in the same direction is so much power and such a sweet reward.
But it's not always one that comes with a celebration.
Doing right by you because I want to,
I wake up and still want to choose you
through tears, through laughter, through life.
I'm reminded every time we're eye to eye.
When I and you are singular, through rhythm and the unfamiliar,
through every temptation and suggestion of inner pastures,
I choose to water my garden at home with you.