Apr 20 | 39 (Poem)

it was a far country at first

a far and lonely country

 

but oh so

beautiful

 

windswept and wild

untamed but full

 

of peace

 

i stood in a deep valley

looked up at mountains that reached

to run their fingers through clouds

caress eagles

gather stars

 

silence was true here

a green silence full of a deep

vibration. my feet thrummed

with the heart of this land

this land lived

for the infinite

 

i knew

it could never be conquered

only loved

longed for

like an ocean

the bricks that catch the water

of a dawning life

the road home

the earth that embraces you

at your end

 

(and oh there was an end

to everything i had ever been

and everything i could have been

this Earth embraced my darkness

this Ocean drowned my griefs

this Sun burned away my sins

like morning fog)

 

then one night

i saw my sweet country

laid to waste

 

green earth i longed to walk split:

such a terrible abundance!

running red

with thirty-nine rivers

 

sky turned black

earth caught fire

horror, ashes

 

green silence

turned grey

 

i found twelve deer that walked this country

huddled and trembling

streaked crimson

from thirty-nine rivers

deep dry wells for eyes

thirty-nine tears

 

i will wait

 

this land is my heart

but that is not why i wait

 

i wait because at dawn

i heard the sweetest voices:

 

three larks

flawless harmony

 

thirty-nine rivers ruffled

with morning wind

 

and now, from each

thirty-nine shoots

 

of green

 

-Clarity