Squeeze

You shook my hand
in the way
that transmits strength
discipline and
wonder from
the fingertips

You told me
that I should
be able to say
anything in a
few sentences
and what was the point
of my deepness anyway?

Could I change
the world?

I gave up on
changing anything
other than myself
years ago

The only thing
to be done
is to know that
it is your truth
and no one else's
that can guide you

Only you will know
the fear

Only you will know
the purity of your
vision

Squeeze and tell me
then, why are you here?