The forest birthed me.
The mountains sire.
The oceans raised me.
The fields trained me.
The sky taught me.
I am the river’s brother,
we both wind our way
back to our infinite home.
I’ve been a thief.
I’ve been an angel.
Fallen and fighting.
Victorious and vanquished.
Rise like the morning.
Die like the evening.
Circles and cycles.
Love me like blood does.
I’ve been a ghost.
I’ve been a vampire.
I’ve lived among you,
but you never saw me.
I’ve been hope
and just a memory.
I’ve been fading every day
since I was born,
but I’ve never been more
present in this existence.
I’m just a mind,
trapped in a body.
I’m just a body,
fit with a soul.
I’m just some dust
that figured out energy.
Slowly decaying;
ok, maybe not slowly,
but time is made up,
anyway.
All that I’ve been,
all that I’m doing
is an illusion,
is just a job.
I keep saying
I’ll wake up tomorrow,
but when I rise,
I’m back in the box.
Return to the sky.
Fly higher than mountains.
Dive even deeper,
’til the ocean’s above.
Fall like water
from up in the highest
places I can find.
It’s like me to come down.
I’m just a dream,
caught in between heart beats.
Blink and you’ll miss me,
if I’m even here.
HG – 2018
