Today I go into beyond,
Parting heavy gates.
Closed last season.
Battling;
Clear.
Never understanding
This strong grip.
What lifted my spirits
Above swords so sharp,
To plunge back down
Into death so brown.
Here I grow
Beyond my heart.
Alert and
Lost to earth.
Bound with opal strings
I gaze into my holder.
Eyes so strong.
Until I smooth clean off
Like rolling fog,
Smothering my choice.