Somewhere

The World is Alive

What are we?

I see it now

As I lay in this crypt

With each ligament stiff

Even the echoes of life

Haven't escaped in death

Nor do their closed faces and legs lifted up to the sky

Ever mean that they have escaped the pain

These stretches of the ground

These stretches between you

And your arms

The warm memory of your laughter

I cannot touch

I cannot go back and turn the clocks of time around

The time we had on this Earth had come to close

My body is cold and rigor mortis

Yes 

I am dead

I am in a dreamy state

Dreaming of your body again

Dreaming that God

If he can hear me

Will lift me out of this lonely reverie

Filling my body with life

Letting me see the clouds once more

Bask in the warmth of the sun

Drink the waters that begot life

I can breathe now

What a sigh of relief to know that I would finally get over my fears

The World is outside

Alive

Breathing