I have rode as far as I could
I have ran more than I stood
I have worn more than I should
I crave for no feeling nor food, but
A sleep where tread no dream would
On the fertile Earth I lay bare,
With just a few breaths to spare,
To the heavens I let my eyes stare,
The clouds show an intent to share,
With showers I plead them to pare.
Like the ease with which I see
the water slip all over me
I cede my flesh with glee
From all the debt and debris
Tonight I set myself free.