There You Go

Here I lie
With head held high
in the mist of the moon
and the sun coming soon

Here I sit
with my heart in a fit
in the heat of the sun
and my hair in a bun

Here I smile
with my mind in your file
in the bloom of the trees
and the buzz of the bees

Here I think
with my hands in the sink
in the grime of our meal
and the joy that I feel

Here I pray
with only tears left to say
in the haze of the dust
and the church bench crust

There you go
with your spirit aglow
in the light of your dreams
and my heart torn at the seams.