BITTER SPIRAL

[RainIsABirb]

Where do I find myself as my first thought comes?

The scent of wettened plants, a warm humid air.

The sensation of shifting leaves stuck in my hair.

The sound of a woman's voice, low and pleading.

I open my eyes.

Where does my body begin?

A grand canopy of golden bark, shimmering leaf.

A thicket of roots grown  through all of life's fief.

A quiet night up above, moonlight tasted on skin.

I open my eyes.

And where does Solais end?

When spark turns to flame within the stillest corpse,

When the promised life overcomes a destined death,

When that woman's voice croaks with bitter sorrow,

I open my eyes.

What do I see in that harrowing copse?

"It's beautiful- I think."

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