In a show of surrender, with outstretched arms I grasp at what seems like life. Death is everywhere.
I am the air beneath the husky tundra.
The chill that bites your skin.
I am the earth, sky..I am the waves crashing into the. rocky shores.
I am fire. I am blood.
I am the naked flame smelting the wax of patience.
I am a shadow. I am the pulse of chaos.
I am the calm betwixt madness.
The theory. I am the truth.
I am the curse of the law. The scent of regret.
The causative. The cure.
The feathers of the phoenix. The pride of the peacock.
I am all. I am becoming everything.
The rush of release. The Wings of Freedom.
I am with you, I am free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem