scarred mutilated woods
carved raped hills
do they cry mourn

the faint rattle
of dead leaves

and how the wind howls
frail yells of lament



in silence she awaits
for your roots
to reach sacred waters

and i drink the blood of earth
crystal iron wine

awakening
the dance of my ghost



sunfire
your soul burns
freezing moon by the nightfall
rejuvenates ash

somewhere
away from known world
i give birth
to a pair of wings


i shatter
and rain as blood
for life i give mine

into dry soil