Mortal Coil

Oh, to lie beneath the stars!
Permit the echoes,
Silence blows my way,
Soothe and calm
My inner world.
Unlike the hum,
From treasured dreams,
Of splinters embedded
In my soul.

Oh, to lie upon the clouds!
Let the softness,
Of non existence,
Heal and mend
My worn spirit.
Unlike the abrasive
Slash and cut
Of taboos chafing
Against my heart.


Oh, to lie today!
And be allowed to lie
For ever more.