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Spiritual Journeys #2

Nature in a New light

Frances The Mute
Junior Member

since 2008-01-09

Posts 16
CT, USA

0 posted 2008-01-10 09:52 PM

My legs become waterfalls,
Once i opened my eyes,
I breathed deeply,
But did i really breathe deeply,
Or was it someone else?
It seems ages ago,
But now who am i?
Does it really matter?

No, As long as i feel like this always,
The flowers on the whole begin to crawl and grow,
New colors, my hair now feels blue,
Though i'll never know if it is,
And now i see a cat, a purring one,
Do i own a pink cat?
Does it matter?

It can be there,
Why not,
Its body is now framed against the spiraling wall,
The colors ever shifting,
The colors are now loud,
They sound like nothing,
And yet they sound like so much,
But does that matter?

My friends are dancing,
and laughing too,
I decide to laugh too,
But when i do that, they cry,
I do not know why,
But they whisper at me without moving lips,
Now they begin to sing again,
But can they sing Again if they didn't before?
Does it really matter?

Their voices are sharp contrast to the lutes that were once a trees arms,
I attempt to stand,
But can my legs of water hold me?
I am not sure, so i try,
I can stand, and cry with joy at the thought,
The tears flow deep into my legs, consumed,
As i walk, the bottoms of the waterfalls flow into the earth,
Then i see smiling flowers sprout up around me,
Do they really matter?

But i know things now,
I learned them then,

I am nature, nature is me,
I look down at the plants,
They are a part of me,
I believe that matters,

I know something else now too,
I am here for me,
My friends are here for them,
When i die, i wasnt to know that i was me,
And did what i want,
The smiling flowers tell me i am right.

Now i smile, Yes i smile,
Truly controlling myself for the first time,
The first time since deciding to live,
Then another first comes,
A welcome one,
Now, for the first time,
I know I matter.

"There is a beast in man that needs to be excersised, not exorcised."

sandgrain
Member Elite

since 1999-09-21

Posts 3662
Sycamore, IL, USA

1 posted 2008-01-15 09:11 PM

To know we are cared about is certainly a wonderful, warm feeling. If doing what we want is liberating, we must be mature enough to want what is truely best for us. Otherwise, that's not what we'd automatically choose to do. Nice poem.

Rae

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