Liberate yourself to breathe
Sacred and secular and sentimental
Life slithers across the landscape
Burrows and rises
Not sure what this place is yet
Leafy. Living. Loving?
Breathing beauty and burning bullshit
Down to ashes
Body naked smeared in that which is no longer
Music moving me
I don’t pray, but I like to play
So I shake and break the constraining weight
Of deciding what I do and what I don’t
Can I free myself from those chains?
Can I exhale the heavy burden of
The form that I brewed?
I am a fucking shapeshifter!
Break down and coalesce how you choose
But bullshit, like the phoenix
Finds its way
Circling back into vision
Filtering the way that I see
Can I love the bird of insecurities?
Can I let her nest in this space?
Take care of her eggs?
I don’t know exactly how to gather the pieces
Broken shells and shattered dreams
Sheltered in the tearing seam
How to make something from the scattered sand
Of my existence
Take a deeper breath, I tell myself
Belly big with inhale
Doubts don’t need to dissolve
For the making of something meaningful
Stand up on a big rock and look around
Valleys of unmet expectations
Spread beneath as far as the eyes can see
I raise my hands
Queen if disappointments
A gust of wind
Let it into my heart
A wild wander
Sweep through this mess
Land in my hand
Storm of sand swirling round my head
Get in bed
And laugh it all off