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Writer's pictureR. Rhema

The Elements of My Life

Updated: Jan 12, 2023


That which was desirable leaves my taste buds salted from glaciers swimming on my faith.

 

There is a fire spreading over my soul turning my heart to molten rock

There is a blaze trembling in my spirit terrifying my future

The heat rising from life’s unleashed cannons transforms my tears to mist

That which was certain no longer exists and my plans lay as ash

That which was necessary is a questionable pile of rubbish

That which was secure is burned so badly it can no longer remain


These flames so hot they are ice to the touch of any tenderness

This cold so bitter I am scorched from its hold and left frozen

Singed at my core I cannot bare to melt away what has left me paralyzed

That which was gentle is left as crystal pillows producing my nightmares

That which was easy to embrace replaced by winds of unbearable movement

That which was desirable leaves my taste buds salted from glaciers swimming on my faith


An inordinate desire to gratify my need to live reigns my decisions and I drown in it

My skies are wet with dark clouds desperate to be relieved of duty

I notice not the rain in the chemical burning of acid drops melting my smile

The atmosphere punches into my existence and cements my sun

My rays are eliminated and my ultra violent storm champions this fight

Sun light’s vengeance is whispered through the harsh winds of impossibility


The nimbus epiphany drives the reality that I am not excused from participation

My humanistic voice is nullified but my body is forced into permanent position

I’m supposed to dance in the rain but I melt

I’m supposed to avoid flames but I swim in them

I’m supposed to be refreshed by coolness but it blisters me bitter

I’m supposed to have dominion over these elements but they have power over me

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