She froze rock-hard to grow a spine,
A spur-spun steel stiletto –
The point is, she’d been out of line,
Her heart the merest echo.
Assumption said she’d never do,
The lies were knives she swallowed –
But once she changed her point of view,
A rugged backbone followed.
Ripped from a watery womb,
You were sentenced to wander aimless at Evaporation’s whim.
Jostled into raucous crowds of strangers
And rejected by every cloud you ever knew,
You’ve been muddied, stepped on,
Swallowed,
Ejected as waste.
Your compulsion for lower ground has bound you to wander,
Ever wander, homeless,
Crying for the sea.
Cruel winds have driven you, harried –
You have fed hurricanes and blizzards from time’s birth.
Do you hold your memories close
On cold nights
As you wait on this snowbank
For your next reincarnation?
For
No matter how you are pressed,
You rise again,
Reinvent yourself.
Your DNA hasn’t changed
Since Creation
But your relentless pursuit
Of Life
Will outlive us all.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 