These ancient feelings, run deep to the core.
Roots overgrown and broken, renew thee once more.
Transcending, through time and space.
I'm merely a vessel, just waiting to open its doors.
Release me into this cosmic infinity, and send me home.
Mother earth, so lovely you are, but your people are drones.
Thoughtless amphibians, waiting to conform.
Please just take me, take my soul; let me come home.
So many beautiful breaths I've breathed, in this magnificent world.
So many wonderful night's left to adore.
Though I love this planet, I'll be happy when I've finally gone home.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 2:39 PM UTC
These ancient feelings, run deep to the core.
Roots overgrown and broken, renew thee once more.
Transcending, through time and space.
I'm merely a vessel, just waiting to open its doors.
Release me into this cosmic infinity, and send me home.
Mother earth, so lovely you are, but your people are drones.
Thoughtless amphibians, waiting to conform.
Please just take me, take my soul; let me come home.
So many beautiful breaths I've breathed, in this magnificent world.
So many wonderful night's left to adore.
Though I love this planet, I'll be happy when I've finally gone home.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
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