I.
Quiet, peaceful; unmoving form,
Laying upon ground so homely.
Sleeping, restful; safely content,
Staying firmly rooted - at home.
Cataclysmic forces wildly
Tearing violently at me; un-
Welcome tendrils groping, seeking.
Buffeting unseen: assailed true.
Pushed by force unknown; tripping o'er,
Stumbling, sense of direction lost.
Torn from ground - my home - 'way by
Enemy so ever cruel!
II.
Flying far over the ground I know,
Looking down upon from whence I came,
Riding waves, exhileratingly spinning 'round.
Feeling of freedom is opening
Sensations awakened, never known
Before this amazing journey came.
Enlightened, open mind deeply drinks
Greedily of knowledge once forgotten,
Now once more reveled in; beloved!
Forces once strong now fail; quiver, die.
Downward I plummet, torn unwilling -
Friend so true, ever kind; mourned now.