Breath of Life

This poem was inspired by Ethan Hibb's album 'Tempest'. In particular, by his song 'Skies of Smoke', which I would recommend listening as you read this poem.

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My heart yearns

for the breath of the sky

a tapestry of cloud blossoms

in a field tainted

by endless, petal

ghost tears.

There where the horizon

burns a burnt gold

and the stars stretch to infinite

their melody; the song

of all trees of old,

the light of their souls

pierces even the darkest

ends of the Earth.

Watch

as the waves thunder

under the silver moon

rolling lightning,

where the whales dance

to the orchestra of the untamed storm

deep, eternal

the sea charges and surges,

a darkness of peace

a tempest free.

My heart yearns

to feel the soft moss

the sharp bark

the ancient warmth

to trace the roots

trailing, swirling

curving along the green

breath of soil, life and leaves.

Starlight echoes through

these trees.

There where the grass

grazes the frozen tips of the sky

and the flowers bloom

on treasured bones

where crystal butterflies

sit and sing and search

on Spring thorned

meadow thrones.

Watch

as I cry

running, dancing, barefoot

atop hills of lemon

bitterness stains my tongue

droplets of rain fall

heavy with thought,

falling through my hair

soaking skin,

meat and bones,

laughter rises

as feather wings

stretch into the infinite sky.

My heart yearns

for the sky

where my scream may

join the song

of the stars,

ever watching

the eternal breath

of life

far down below.