With your eyes pressed upon the earth,
You seek wisdom from the elder stones,
While the aching in your bones is steady,
This journey has sent you far from home -
A trail of tears imbue your steps.
The animals in the sky cast their shadow,
Shielding scarlet flesh from piercing light,
The heat brings the skin about to weeping,
This trek has worn your heart to rubble -
Scattered pieces form a puzzle.
A tranquil murmur emanates from the oaks,
The breeze carries a message of repose,
A promise of shelter and security for
This world has taken your beloved -
