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.