Listen between the notes
Read between the lines
Taste beyond the tongue
See beyond the guise
Floating on a surface, solid waters echo as my feet fall into the soul of the universe.
Crimson bloodshot eyes are rising in the sky, tired aching bones shake and question why.
Lay your head down amongst the grass that grows in the valley of the broken.
Stay rooted in the soil on the ground that holds the ashes of your kin.