Together

To be
bound and rooted, that extra
sense of belonging you don't possess, clawing
at what you do not have.

To be
Together.

Home

That wrought iron fortress
sits at the peak of an eternal
mountain.
Its gates, they seem to admit
all those ahead of you, even
as you abandon your heart's attachments.

Your limbs, they have separated
from your body;
you are floating.
Your skin porous, the Will
ebbing slowly away.

*

Turn those sad eyes

away from the sky. That sky

is within you - That wrought iron fortress

is within you.

Unwind that cord.

Shape the solid ground only enough

for your own feet. Only enough to build

your own home.