The Heart, the Soul

Carried forth between two trees It seems the wind has got the best of me Pushing me off of my two feet I crumble down into the soil The sun licks at me And I gaze tiredly towards the sky Alone between two trees The gap where the sun lies The sun lies Your soul dies Lost it seems, but the direction is clear I suppose the only thing holding me back is fear I try to pull myself back up But the soil sticks to me like glue It beats upon me, abusing my mind My black clothes swelter, I wasn't ready for this The two trees grin upon my woe The dread stays and your soul goes The sun grins Your heart thins I wish I can reach between those trees To stand upon the air - to see what God sees As my woe deepens in the soil Would I not look down upon myself... Only to see me spoil I suppose you can stay where you are After all you are too far To find me and heal I've fallen between two trees and the sun cannot feel But tear the heart And scorch the soul I was carried here Could I be carried once more? Would anyone out there find me? I suppose the one that's far Can heal the scorching scar If one could mend a scorching...torn-up soul If one could bear this heart to hold