Mind

fuzzy like the dust
in the air of the
attic, armies marching
through light.
Dream.
I think I don't understand.
Is something amiss?

How can you love like a
Cloudbursting with snow
Snows, beautiful and frozen
Deadly winds comb my
Face and hair

My life is powerful
I must work very hard at the things I love.
This is the fire that drives me.
I cannot live for you.
I cannot die for you,
At least not now.

I am ready.
My hair is like grass, long,
The greatness is in the beauty that
Can surround you
if you open up your eyes.