Some things

Beneath my skin
I curl up tight
where its warm and comfortable
Watching, waiting
for the moment to come
when I will slip out unseen

Outside my world
the blinders adjust
focused on the sunny grass beside the wilted tree
Smiling, laughing
looking over the head of
injustice and greed

To only have a bone from His body
A glimpse of His luminance
Life-changing aromas fill me with hope
Opened, broken
Treating the dirt I tread
as if it was me