I'm left to my dividing and the emptiness I see
while every sense of self is being shaken out of me
I will not put it lightly and I will not bite my tongue
The cells inside my body tell me everything is done
In whispers spoken softly I found stillness and the Truth
and none can neither claim it nor contain it within you
It walks upon the earth among the living breathing things
Awaiting each tomorrow for another chance to sing
Its melodies continue being carried by the wind
Revealing all the beauty underneath a rotting skin
and even as our bodies pile high above the sky
Our lives have been unraveled by the passing of the time
We've numbered every year a ring our tree has drawn with grace
Yet made it seem as though we were the ones who set the pace
such reasoning has offered us another place to stay
A world as unrelenting as the restlessness today