i held the umbrella of love for a human
the gods reminded me of my birth...
my nature, traverses the heavens
i come from immeasurable skies as a mortal's dream
.
.....touch me if you can, i am elusive
.
i was incomprehensible to a duchess
streams of my being passed through her
chaos ensued; the best of mortals cannot see
i found beauty in the stones of a creek bed
.
.....touch me if you can, i am without form
.
battle came to a false church
dividing the sore from the righteous
casting flames to consume their tardiness
i delighted in the anger of the wretched
.
.....touch me if you can, i am a cleansing angel
.
i see light at the foot of an oak tree
darkness sits by stained glass windows
i shall return and shatter gray thoughts
to bring forth the long awaited transformation
.
.....touch me if you can, i am a trepid whirlwind.
.
(c) Erik Standswithtrees, 06 Sept 2017, 06:08 pm