You travel down the spiral staircase that
leads you into the depths of your soul.
Where there are no lanterns,
Why do you do this to yourself?
You’re slipping away
But you want to stay
And all your ghosts and shadows
Trail after you wherever you go.
Untouchable and fading,
where has your thunder gone?
The crashing lightning,
the explosions, the fights and
Your out-of-tune songs.
But I won’t forget you.
You were the red dressed soul
with a heart full of passion,
A belly full of laughter.
You kept your love in your pockets
and emotions in your heart.
Words were scribbles under your skin
and naturally flowed from your fingers
You were a traveller, a dreamer
A wanderer, barefoot and hair-free
stealing chimneys with yellow feelings
Searching for the green.
I will find you,
Wherever you go.
I know who you are. You may stand there looking calm and quiet, observant. Your hands may be warm and your eyes green as the breathing forest but, I know you deeper than that gentle surface. I feel your electricity in your nerves. I feel that awkward, rigid spine of yours, when you meet strangers and people you aren’t comfortable with. Those hands that you patiently keep hidden in your pockets, tremble slightly. Your heart beats so fast – as if it is trying to claw out of that web of anxiety in your chest. Your lungs are drums but all this weakness keep you strong, alert, you’re always alert. I know who you are – I have love for you – for the way you never show your restless fears. The way they never overwhelm your mind.
Your mind always sees clearly.
Soil warriors always work independently. They never cross paths. They never talk to one another. But Will and Aleena were different. They knew the forest better than anyone. They found themselves on a cross path. In the lost green lake they found each other – as their broken canoe sunk to the bottom, they clung onto the broken tree trunk, covered in moss, it jutted out from the middle of the lake. A baby, thin tree growing on the broken. They laughed like they had never laughed before. Wholeheartedly. Large sounds of joy and relief escaping their throats from their stomachs. They found home in each other’s eyes.