Tabula Rasa

Alone, she wanders in the trees Breezes passing back and forth Rustling leaves swirl into storms And rain down on the forest in an endless effervescence She lets the wind flit through her hair The air blows through her breath like new intention She's all too aware Of how she cannot care about redemption As she feels her soul collapse Inside her empty frame Knowing every truth She wishes she could bear the pain She falls down underneath the burden Of the ash of hopes' remains Everything spins, aching, burning All the world seems so aflame And she has called it all by its true name She has brought it into being She has known the truth inside each word she couldn't say But all things seem the same The way she cannot help but frame This picture of perfection With infinities of nothingness Regressing 'round the edge of all of this She wakes to find herself Beyond the scene where she had wished to be Partake of fate No name defined her And no sands of time could hold her back She cannot bear to be And so she sees herself No hope, no fate Outside of everything