ancestor

feeling

I walk through the woods, it's winter and blasting death  

I kneel to tie my gear and the wind stops around me 

It moves up the tree to the tree tops where it spits and sputters 

It's musical, my heart starts a baseline and the music speeds 

I'm running, now chasing the wind as it dances away with the snow 

The trees break and the ground disappears and I find myself watching the wind vanish into the light that's broken through the emotionless grey sky to shine on the valley below   

A sense of belonging overcomes me 

Author's Note

as i am u will c i can b me