Not What's Been Taught

My breath, my sounds, are not mine anymore My soul, My heart, are different than before I’m sinking, and falling and fading away The sun cannot be found, I can't start a new day

A cry is sound from lips that aren’t there While fingers search for freshly trimmed hair The soft touch of roots lock hands with mine The cold kiss of death is almost divine

I’m sinking, and falling, and fading away I don’t know anymore if it’s better to stay All I know is that darkness surrounds me now Yet how to escape, I’ve no idea how

I can feel the embrace of a scary thought I’m feeling something that was never taught The kiss of the breeze is against my lips As the rocks and the trees take hold of my hips

The mountains shake and emerge from the ground The rain chases me like a hungry hound Some of it’s peaceful, some of it’s not But this is not a scary thought

I’m no longer sinking, but rising above I’m still fading, but being embraced in love I am a mountain, I am a tree I might be everything you see

The power of life, granted by death The power of love sits in a saeth I am now no longer bound to the earth I don’t need to ask to share your hearth

I am the ground, I am the sea I am the breeze, I am me I am the mountain and the sky To truly be free, one must die

​(published 2017)