Weathered

Blasts jet with resistance true Spiking miles above my head Raging ages surge right through Begging me to fly instead Pea-soup greens splash in the sky Behind roiling charcoal force Even angels question why Disdain never bleeds remorse Brace to cut torture's caress Tremulous treads guide me on To proudly fight doom's distress Until flesh gets rendered gone Piercing spikes of sand shred skin Kicked about by tantrum swells Wailing like a violin Harpies toss exhaustion spells Cartilage snaps in my chest As my sails get torn to shreds Earth's soil greets me back as guest While rolling, the murk embeds In the chaos sparks appear Stirring up like bits of dust To pull me away from fear Energies consumed by trust Lifting from my weathered shell Up through the heart of the storm No tears as I bid farewell Nestled in my divine swarm