SIMPLE NATURE

A poem I wrote December 2008:

the sun hits me,

exposing me of the

nothingness i am.

my bare limbs

are sticky in the light.

glistening diamonds fall

into my palms;

hands so undeserving 

of such a beauty.

i am nothing.

but still i feel the

strike of brightness

as a thousand blades

persecuting me;

showing to all

the simple nature

of my being.

icicles form at my fingertips,

slowly binding me

as a statue for all to see.

i breathe in the sweet scent

of pine and bark

for the last time.

i know it's over.

the light is dimming

into elegant shadows.

darkness takes over,

swallowing beams whole.

and still, i am nothing.

XoXo,

rubycherrie