A top on the edge of table
whirls in a circle until it flies off
hoping someone grabs it before it hits the floor
Do I have the same degree of faith?
as I spin, drunk and dazzled
in and around your orbit
your windchime earrings
your scented scarves
You are sitting on the floor
in your cupped hands is a top safe and sound
Falling down, Spin me ‘round.
No one said this would be easy
now, But you’ve gotta keep moving somehow.
"home in your heart" Elephant Revival