sylviasearcher

Sensing Me

As the cold brutal winds of man

Finally break me

My descent is without sound

As philosophers gather to ponder

The existence of a fallen tree

 

As I lie amidst the life at forest floor

The sky embraces 

My elevation defies the laws of man

As scientists consider

The reincarnation of my thousand faces

 

Mountains murmour 

Beneath oscillating oceans

Scattering sandbeds

Sensing

Me

 

As I dance and fly and run with Noone

But my many selves

My being becomes a riddle

As I learn 

And into my soul defiantly delve

 

Mountains murmour

Beneath oscillating oceans

Scattering sandbeds

Sensing

Me

 

Boulders bellow

Wild waves awaken

Swirling sandbeds

Reaching

Me

 

Evermore

They whisper

Evermore 

They sing

Evermore

A homecoming

Myself 

To life

We bring