It's Part Of All Our Healing

It's part of all our healing. If you can mimic what I am feeling If you can say how I'm hurting And pick yourself up off the floor. Bounce your voice back off the ceiling. It's all part of our hidden makeup. To be resilient as a wave upon a shore But sometimes we must retreat. And let echoes of regret continually echo. In the background of a cave No one can scale, no one can climb. Or enter, and no one penetrates further into anymore. It's part of all our resilience. To know what we've been mining for To dig until we hit some core And find the gold we've all been looking for. Empty chambers are only for bees. Who has already earned a passage to the stars? Unfulfilled dreams are only for the idle In a caterpillar's hallucination There is never enough to eat. There is never enough gold. There is never enough of anything to be told.