Such a World Away

Most days I watch swarms of humanity float like puffy clouds in the sky, such zombies we are, plowing the fields with only our feet and watering smaller walks of life with tears filled with wisdom, oh how we have wisdom to spare. Even the tiniest of persons has one life to change, whether a smile or giggle, we are to be reminded of youth and spirit and lacking it when we grow old and gray makes us die a little quicker than before. I used to swing on trees and beg the sun to burn my skin so I would never be cold. So I would have the sun’s love tattooed on my body and we were close. Climbing to the highest branch, one day I fell and met the earth and my faith in one instant I was reborn. Finding a hand some place close to my heart and pulling myself from a state of mind unknown I grew a little then and didn’t even notice. Looking at life through a glass which enlarges my heart I can see parasites which choose to live like worms to an apple...eating away, creating passage ways so years of my pain can finally leak through perhaps it will leak as far out of me and reach you. To teach the truth you do not see in me. Such gleaming lips and teeth you see each day. and the laugh you hear to shy away any thought of my decaying heart. I’ve been breaking apart since the day I figured you out and keeping all your secrets to myself. Another tree in my life I climbed, to grow closer to the sun but a burn to my face and a fall to ground I broke the bones for you and for me, And spent a cold summer burned. If one were to find my soul, millionsofyears from now, fossilized in snow, it might still have a pulse to take or a face to see that these days in which we live are strenuous on the heart and fatal for the soul...a dying race is all we’ve become. so much heartache in this place And all I can do is tread above ground before I start to sink. Or find my place in God’s hand and sit and wait for someone to open the gate. Perhaps it is warm where we go and since love in unconditional we will be like wells that never taste drought.