I am on fire
you see
my broken wings?
my husk of a soul?

Silent days and vibrant nights
I fell from the moon,
my fingers never quite
grasping faith

I followed them
their blooming words, lively hands
and poetry that betrayed
there was no use crying about it

As I touched down,
my edges fainting from the glow
and I laughed my laugh
"I am- I am finally here!"