flight of the butterfly, rising free
Thankfulness flows
from the one who remembers;
he walked in the great misery,
the bold suffering of his heart.
thoughts are not removed
when concentration eludes
pondering pursues
composed in collaboration with joddy
Entering again this forest
Ancient chill filling the dawn
While just beneath the surface
Bubbling heat rages on
Child of endless wonder
Smothered by deception and pain
Sucking in warm putrid water
Misery strikes once again
Mumbling softly in the dim
Alone in the rising new smell
Welcome to the loss of your sanity
Nearing the rusted gates of hell