Tuesday, September 8, 2009

awakening: Jameson in tow.

my nitrogen and oxygen have mixed with the clouds
and my carbon is waiting to rejoin the mud.
Breaking through the sutures of my skull
is the grass that i walk on
sunlight beams from my finger tips.
i am nature and
she is me.

i have been dead and resurrected
one thousand lives
and the feet i walk with now
have been feet before.
My flesh is new and old, buy my soul is ancient like the sun.
I, how i know me, was created and can be destroyed.
I, how our souls know me, was never created and
can not be destroyed.
i am the universe and
he is me.

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