sometimes you just have to

burn

burn

burn

all the way down

until you are nothing

but ashes and

eggshells

and fragile wings

and nothing legs

and empty eyes

soulless and broken

and ready to rise

again

and then

and then

it's a

burn

burn

burn

all the way to the top

of a sparkling stream

a calm starry night

the greenest grass

the yellowiest trees

the lavenderiest flowers

the breath the life the

love you need the desire

the form the motion the life

you never knew always

had in you and only dreamed.