The winds came to trial my foundations
Minatorily breathing within the pauses
A body standing on a thousand amen
Elongating what’s beyond the physical
And on how deep my deepness runs
Now wordless emotions sermon on my feet
Boundlessly manifesting self in the sun-ways
Scraping the paint off my moonlight
Revoking love to keep my bones warm
Drowning the lyrics to my shallow seas
Masticating on these emptinessess
Letting them run out in the sun
There are cranes in the living room
Playing hide and seek next to my feet
Crumbling my sunrise?
Going on a living spree?
With all the cliche catchphrases?
But my roots run deeper than the waters
Their meanings are clothed, deciphered
Placed on the branches of a baobab tree
Standing uninhibitedly and unrelentingly.