I feel the cold air
As I prepare
To face my final wilderness
The wildness inside of us
Conspires endless
To bring us to our knees
I seek the trees
To hold me close
To eat my sins
Protect me from the whims
Of this bleak humanity
Inside of me
And all around me
A festering wound
That will **** its bearer
Ever nearer to those green fields
The earth wields its mighty clubs
And drubs the battered sky
Scattered high the white clouds flee
And me?
I lie below
Swallowed whole
Held by the warm embrace of roots and burrows
Rows and furrows
Scored deep in the earth's surface
Where the life below draws me in
And transmits me back into the stars