The day that the world
Smelled of rain
Was the day
I no longer knew
Who I was
I longed to once again
Know of my being
And of my soul
But to be
it was not
the day the air smelled of grass
And tasted of wine
Was the day
I lost someone
Whom I had thought
Would never leave my side
For the world
The day the water smelled of earth
And tasted of sulfur
Was the day
I truly lost
Myself
To that water
As I refused to get out
And to surface
