Tears are welling up.
A bit of sad, a bit of joy,
A bit of pain, a bit of peace,
A bit restless, a bit of ease.
I feel beautiful, I feel free!
I feel like I can dance with the swinging trees,
Like I can sing with the whistling wind;
While my heart is a little heavy, a little light,
A little dark and a little bright,
I feel beautiful when I can feel the balance,
I'm a delicate thing in their presence,
And I see a beautiful dystopia lurking.
What can I do but shed tears
For a prophecy unfolding?

I've been trained for this moment.
A moment to let go.
The seasons are changing,
And I've been changed by the things I now know.
A new era is coming,
A new dawn,
A new horizon.
As I sing an ode for a lesser past,
I revel in the soil I was seeded in.

So I let go of all that I loved,
And all the pain it came with.
I tell them to grow without me, as I grow without them,
And let's tell the stories of the places we've been.
So let's welcome this new era.
You cannot force my stay.
The time has come for me to move on,
And go somewhere far far away.

I poured out too much,
Disregarded a filter
Or a second thought.
I was not human,
I was a shadow
Under the spell of the past,
Remembering why certain friends and enemies last.

I was diabolical.
Forgot the person I was.
I was weak to the temptations
As my heart and mind raced
Under the adrenaline rush.
So many faces, and all these thoughts.
I began to float again, high up above.
And so, without being able to hear my own cries,
I hurt myself
With the things I said,
I hurt myself
With the things I did,
I hurt myself
When I bring the old me back from the dead.

Right here,
In my centre
lies my core.
In it there's an ocean,
There's light and
There's wind.
In it, there's a baby,
Laughing,
Crying.
Above it there's nothing but space and whispers.
Below it there's nothing but earth.
But here...
Right here,
Lies my precious core.

Its gravity pulls all those around.
Its gravity compels me,
To it I am bound.
So it is here
I feel, I hurt,
And I heal.
So it is here that I bleed, that I bloom,
In daylight, and in gloom.
So it is here
Where my soul resides and dwells.
This little planet shrinks and swells.
It encompasses me, it has the power to cast spells.
It overwhelms me, this body is just its shell.
So well?
I live, by and by,
And try my best to filter its voices;
This core is powerful because it's sensitive
To what's seen, unseen, felt, and unfelt,
To presence and absences.
It can be most truthful,
Most delusional,
But it is my core,
Seated at the centre of the chest.
Beating,
But not in the flesh.