Outsider

and so I think of you
in contexts of all sorts
of time and place
of gender and race
swift changing currents
that brought you up
and swept you down under
and so I think of you
in sounds of human heart
of howling loneliness
and crushing silence of despair
those soft vibrations of joy
you never thought you had in you
untied you fall away
the tide was right but was it you?
you turned and walked into the sun
and I know there was a lot of sadness
but I also know that there was joy
you wrote a note, not a hint of despair
you’ll start afresh elsewhere
you left a cupboard full of joy and sadness
and disappeared into thin air
but you meant to be found
oh, you meant to be found
you meant to be found