My birds are singing
My trees are swinging
My branches heavy
With this wind
The earth is calling
It’s speaks of a time
When I was nothing
But a seed
I surrender fully
To this ground
Knowing there’s nothing
But healing as I lay
My burdens down
It’s so quiet here and maybe
This cold place will keep me warm
Birds are singing still
My arms are flowing down
Like rivers and my temples
Beat like drums
Oh the time of revelation
My sweet soul is coming back
My poem is unspoken
It’s made of morning dew
Melting slowly when the
Temperature rises
I don’t have to explain
Water dynamics to you
But if you come across it
If you ever read a word
Forget all about it
It’s not by me, it’s not for you
No one has ever said a thing
I haven’t heard a single drop
I haven’t felt anything yet
About you
Then what am I even doing
Why am I even writing
When there’s no one here
To read
I am not writing, you’re just dreaming
It’s time to wake up and
Forget everything
When the temperature is rising
I don’t have to explain
How to start over new