The Atrium

Wilderness

Walking through the woods

Dark and cold.

Down a muddy path,

Dragging my demons

behind me.

Heading to the river

Repentance is there.

Drown my demons,

No more worries

For me.

To the fields I go.

Clouds cover the sun,

Giving me a shade of gray.

Lying down in the grass,

Gentle and smooth.

A breeze comes over,

A little happiness

Given to me.

The Sun breaks through,

I walk again

Up the rocky trail,

Getting older now.

On the top of a hill,

The wise man waits

Long for me.

Like a rock,

He sits on a throne.

Taken back, tumbling

off the edge.

Breathing my last breath,

shriveling up now.

Death becomes a

Leap of faith.

Returning to the Earth.

Mother, I go back

To thee.