homeward

 
close the door on my solace
I seek to understand my nature
it is torture I respond to
 
what do I expect of the universes?
immorality, immortality
 
who's keeping score?
 
indelible pain makes a lasting impression
my soul sculpted into a work of art
there is great artistry in each cut
shaping a reckless spirit
guiding me ever forward
 
wild as mother nature herself
I toss a pebble into the communal pool of thought
a ripple is made
I don't wish to disturb the restless spirits
only make manifest my soul's spirit
 
in a chaotic universe
find myself home