Sunday, 14 February 2016

the slow decay that is life

 
I lay
ground
bound
 
puddles at my feet
I reclined into mighty horizons arms
safe from it all
safe from all others harm
 
naked I was
slowly rotting
roots removed
leaves had left
 
I did not feel pity
I felt no regret
 
ground
bound
was
I
 
had given myself
fully to the elements
of the beautiful sky
 
I felt the weather
I felt the whether
the full force of self
once again
laid me bare
and I was forced to self treasure
 
and I did
and I do
and solitary me
all the better for knowing you
and I can appreciate
the breathy flecks of colours passing
of lights dimming
of night advancing
 
and I don't blame the day
for the lights its shone
I don't blame the night
for its setting of the sun
 
I just appreciate it all
passing me
letting me observe
 
I ask nothing of you elements
not a breath of your wind
not a kiss from your sun
not the heat of your full solar gaze
 
it is the earth that I ask of
always be here
to break my fall
and when I ask of self
earth my sweet
hear my call
 
and you do
with all your mud and puddles
all the thoughts and muddles
and I remain
the slow decay of life
upon me
transformation
within me
 
no plebeian sins
jocular grins
and always
always
in it to win
 
 
 
 
 

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