In that year when the world was beyond my imagining,
the biggest place where anything was possible,
I took my first steps into a wide open world,
Though not so wide as I had first imagined it.
Only 26 hours to travel around the world?
That doesn’t seem very big at all.
Such were my thoughts as I boarded the plane
That would steal from me my vision of the world,
Shrinking, slipping, sliding down into something
I could carry in my pocket to class.
Into the unknown that was known to me,
In the way that I knew who I would meet in that place,
That airport, the person I had seen but never seen.
I don’t want to judge her on my dreams,
my expectations are surely less than reality,
surely less than she deserves.
I had thought I would be prepared, my dreams
Had never included weariness,
But then the sun was shining again,
And I was tired, and shocked,
When I was squeezed out of my dreams,
When she squeezed the weariness out of me.
I’m here, I’m really here, I made it!
I felt bigger because of it,
And the world felt smaller.
In that year when the world was beyond my imagining
