To Return

Through the woodland pines, the morning sang I closed my eyes and felt the chilly air I breathed in the scent of petrichor, the smell only found out there I waited between those ancient stones I waited for the rain Within my weary heart, i struggled to return Knowing i may be consumed by them finding me At once, i was the bear that slept comfortably in the cave Like many before me, i longed for the same Though i took a long time to get here, the mountains may disagree I clenched the thought between my fists and met with the old ones that day After sinking into the comfort of this moss bed I set forth to the short-circuiting sky To hold onto this hope that i am finding within I danced the rest of the night on tomorrow's ashes