
I catch the voices on the wind
As they circle around me
Like a thunder storm
Or a deluge of rain
I do not try to outrun the pain
Any more
But fall to my knees
Catching tear drops
Using these to nourish
These small seeds of truth
Growing deep inside me
No reason to fear as inspiration moves
Waking each cell of my body
Into life
Facing my unique version
Of trouble and strife
I become a wild wolf
Baying at the Moon
Knowing this is the storm
That will rescue me
From the hell of doom
Breaking my heart open
Shattering it into a million pieces
Like an exploding star
Undergoing both its demise
And it’s spiritual
Evolution