elemental cosciousness

unsteady weariness from within
and without
i live yet i rot
returning to essential elements
no need to be buried
i'll turn to dust
     scatter in the wind
consciousness expands
                       as I
join / dissolve
into everything
I had hoped
to be

elemental

The color of the water

the movement of the sun

The volition of the tides

the color of the skies

The voice of the wind

the chatter of the leaves

The blood of the rivers

the passage of the clouds

The sadness of the prairies

the ages of the canyons

The children of the fruit trees

the sympathy of the moon

The tides passing soon