I sense it is not much that differentiates our destinies but one mini pivot point after another.
I sense I have been one decision away from destitution many times- I know I have.
What was that exotic song bird that made me turn my head a different direction
before I took another step towards something I may have never returned from?
Why was I given the ears to hear Your Song from inside a cold cage made with
no visible door?
May I carry this key humbly.