What would it require to pour
My heart out in ink and blood?
What would it take to live life
In full. With vigor and strength.
What do I need to do to taste
These pinkish yellow orange hues
To kiss the sunset
To hug an eclipse
To dance before the sun-lit moon
Every stroke feels as if a symphony
Is being born anew
My entire form is pulsing to
This joyous beat
I can smell the meadow in the air
Each line a bounding step
Through this heart-felt wilderness
The notes are following me
Through the stream
Chords are splashing
The whole wood is humming
Mountains are thundering
Words defying the will of any man
All of creation seems to
Be restored. Brought before You.
Peace is attained. Creating. Revealing.