new world

I see

In front of me

Mountains 

Laced white hilltops

And forest embroidery

of forbidden

forgotten houses

And lives 

Buired in petals

Pollen, pillows and leaves

Forgotten forever

By anyone but 

the enriched trees

In front of me 

I see

A new horizon

Bluely hypnotizing

Reaching 

to the cut offs

Of the earth

Coloured young and free

Listen to the laughing 

of the black elder trees

I am thrown out 

The glass splints

Where the baby bird cracked 

its neck

And i held it 

in my small hands

As salt hugged its head

Cold and red

I am thrown out

Of a beige painted nest

Stripped and strapped

Of anything said

Or lived and lead

Ever

But before my eyes 

I see 

A new gleam

Forgiving stream

And with eyelashes of stars

And fingers dancing free

I am brought 

To a world 

of shimmer and scales

Blue and soft embrace 

I have been sitting in trees

Carressing corn, wild raspberries

And flowers in fields

Yet never dipped my body in silver mist

Under blank mirroring doors

A world unknown to me

How beautiful

Salty and glasslike

Revolution can be