• Garden of…

    January 21, 2009



    I breath into the air
    Finding no comfort in the sun
    I lie in the dew-soaked blades of green
    A meadow of guilt and regret hath grown around my soul

    As the blades reach higher, they cover me
    Forever growing and blocking out the sun
    Shielding me from discomfort
    Drowning in nature’s beauty
    Showing no displeasure nor thirst for knowledge

    Reaching for the star
    Such a distant dream
    Yet all I see is green
    Nature’s grasp
    Shielding me

    The moist warm earth embraces me
    Submissive, passive, I give in
    Into the earth
    I hath been swallowed
    My tears water the grave that nature hath built upon me

    No more tears
    No more regrets
    No more worries
    No more being

    The time awaits
    The time is now

    Emerging from the earth not as a being
    But as an embodiment

    Of hope
    Of enlightenment

    One with nothing

    Embracing the heavens
    As I grow
    Towards the sun, space, and beyond