Prelude to an Awakening

Grains of sand in my slippers
The moon a strange lump of blue cheese

I push with my feet
I swing

Push a little harder
Swing a little higher

Hold my hand
Walk this trodden path with me
Push, swing
Harder, higher

That temporary rush of adrenaline to my veins
That passing moment
That fleeting happiness

Let your laughter ring in my ears
Let me journey with you
Let this dream be a prelude to an awakening