It only took half
a lifetime to
learn that
I'm wise enough
to realize
I'm not nearly
wise enough

So I lay down
my defenses
for these were
proverbial fences,
and fear was the lock
on the garden's gate

I am
present now
with nothing
left to lose,
nothing to prove,
my soul stripped bare
by humility

future flow now
and let me
ride your waves
for I've found
my bliss
and the garden is
like some warm
sweet kiss
that floods
my empty
places
and leaves
me longing for
you, only you
or nothing at all.

~Eric Vance Walton~