What lies below
How does this go
Am I looking the right way
How can I know
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
With angels that carry
To deceivers we trust
Ashes that blow from an open window’s wind
Ashes that settle on all of my sins
Where do I stop, where do I begin
Is it me I am looking for, or is it him
This God I call to, this God I trust
This pain I envy, this feeling I lust
Slain from a mountaintop, falling from cliffs
Slain from a remedy, choking on this
My words are weathered, my legs cannot stand
My thoughts are scattered, trying to comprehend
My body is weak but awake for new days
A feeling of warmth searching for sun rays
I lay on the grass, I lay in the fields
My mind is a race, thus I stop and I yield
I reach for the sky, hoping I’m found
I reach for something greater than all of this ground
The devil lies below, but below I won’t reach
My presence alone, leaves must left to teach
And so I breathe another breath, and live a little more
I know not was is left, but I feel so much more
