Why?
Well, because I can.
And there's a sort of a melody.
Spinning and chasing me.
Through the darkness of darkenity.
Beneath the branches,
behind the woods,
and in the middle of them too.
And the melody,
it quickens,
and it gets to be mine enemy.
And it chases,
while I scurry to the depths of darkness past.
But then, alas,
at the very middle of my forest and my past,
I reach a churning, yearning ocean
With no understated motion
Seeing what I have been through
In this past year.
...
Or two.
Or three.
And so here comes mine melody,
mine enemy,
Still, it is still,
chasing me.
But when it reaches the sudden clearing.
Oh my gosh, why am I just standing?
There upon a rock,
When my legs are planted firm,
And my arms are open wide,
Mine melody loses pride,
And wonders.
What the heck?! and .... Why???
Well, see,
this is mine ocean
Mine water
My own life.
Mine emptiness is
nothingness...
here.
Which is good enough for me. :)
The forest all but surrounds me,
save for the everlasting sky.
So why should I keep running?
When I'm already at life?
You are just mine melody,
So I don't turn around,
I do not care
If you charge me
Into the underground.
Because I can frickin' claw my way
Back frickin' up the stairs.
And if there are not stairs?
I'll make them.
Like you care.
So here I am,
Come take me now,
You just might understand my light.
Light amongst the darkness
Light amongst the fight.
Light amongst the nothing
And Light amongst the night.
Light and night and darkness,
I admit, are used,
quite frequently,
if not too much,
but here I stand,
'head of you now
let my point be proving,
quite a bunch.
There may be a bird beside me
Or a baby one,
in the tree
Their branches reach out towards us,
Mine melody,
and me.
That's we.
So...
I don't know if it's chasing
Or if you are chasing too.
Just know that when I reach my sea,
then,
with this escapement I am through.
This escapade and danger,
And calamity being what it's not.
A ride in the wind
While standing attent-
tive
Is the best place
Ready or not?
I may not be at moot point
You mayn't even care
But here I am
Before you know
I'm shedding other layers
I didn't know
Where it would end
I didn't even care
Just saw the tiny waterfall
That brought in all that air
All that air
And water
And rock
So I could stand up strong
Watch me now
Return to this
Sadly?
No.
I think not.
Beautiful...
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