Make it Make Nonsense

The End:

I know who You are.
You're the sun shining bright.
While hurricanes devastate lives on the ground.
You're the wind on the plains carrying the seeds of future lives.
Ignoring the death of entire forests miles away.
You're the waves carrying lost sailors home.
But forgetting to carry fish from danger.
You're the whispers of the Best.
Making sure I ignore the screams of the Worst.
We'll never see the end of our journey.
Because sitting here on the grass is much more interesting.
The Middle:

Searching isn't what I'm doing.
I'm really not ready to find You.
Even though You are the better part of Me.
I'm always listening for your footsteps.
Always ready to run at a moments notice.
I'm not going to let You catch up to Me.
Because becoming the person I need to be will cause changes.
I'm just not really ready.

The Begininng:

We'll walk together down this road.
Where it leads? Neither know.
We'll just have to see to it we're prepared for the Best.
Because the Worst is what we're used to.
And the Best a story told to us as children.
We'll forever remember those stories.
Even though they were told just to get us to sleep.