Pain-filled eyes
Aching soul
Silent mouth
Frozen mind
Ground that’s hard
Wind that’s cold
Starless skies drift quietly by
Soft pale light ignites the air
Tearstained eyes
Straining soul
Breathless mouth
Screaming mind
Earth that’s cold
Rain that’s hard
Swaying trees guard the land
Deafening waves roll across the sky
Tired eyes
Stretching soul
Calling mouth
Breaking mind
Life that hard
Death that’s cold
Ancient mountains hold the truth
To my mind, body and soul

Aimée © February 2000