Carry me along
The pedal flows
The branches' growth
And everything
But your glow
Iridescent luster

Here, I stand
A part of this whole, I refute
Apart, part cosmos, part man
Here
I stand
In all that I constitute

Lost is he who sees not all, but all’s despair
Far too gone is he who knows nowhere

Reason for being settles on foreign ground
Irreconcilable mood without a frown

Carry me along
The kettle’s moan
The slanted hope
And everything
But your story
Gust of air, left bare

Cursed is he who grasps your silenced glory
Rust encrusted journey
Your truth has set me free.