"Awake" 07/01/2001
Breathing into my wretched body
The punishments I'd enjoyed
I took it all in
The bad was so good then
No desire to think about what lay ahead
Lingering into the child's posing
Creation of my new energy
As if suddenly coming out of the night
Awake, I am dreaming
Of things that I might
Can I somehow be simple
No silk on my bed, no roses to cover the thorns on your head
Breathing into the new sense that I'm stretching about
Awaken my soul so the hollow fills out
Why, you might ask, was I polluting my temple
I knew that the path was directing me wrong
That the lamb wasn't succulent
The cream seemed to curdle
I took it all in
Like the toxic tap water that twisted my gut and it gave me a new body
Not the one of course, I wanted to have
Slowly I was becoming my mother
And then it came to my heart like a flash
She'd done it too like the others gone past
Sucked it up tight
I do not exist
I am just this slave so my needs shall be missed
Awake I can see through the morning's thick fog
If we follow our hearts then the ends can't be wrong
If you don't wake the heart
If you don't wake the soul
You will never be whole
A shell filled with holes
You'll fill them with darkness
Your temple won't shine as it becomes an old relic
Awake in the breathing
I fill up with dreams
Now comes the time to learn what life means.
- Barbara Christensen
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