Roots

Such strange fluidity
I could not move
so I lingered in it
and felt it rearrange me

I am light
but my roots are dark
I am lush
but my heart is stark

Grand mal
that is enough to take in
I wish I spoke
whatever language you think in

I am light
but my roots are dark
I am lush
but my heart is stark

The etcetera is underpinned
a molten vein
leaves fault lines
and cave-ins to avoid

I am light
but my roots are dark
I am lush
but my heart is stark

The ache lifts off me
like steam
then settles back on my skin as mist
like it always does

I am light
but my roots are dark
I am lush
but my heart is stark